Trisha: So what the hell was that all about Sweet?!

Sweet: I have no F****** idea! It was one out of a million that the Ballars would of found me here! They attack us all the time but nothing like this!

Steve: Oh I am so f****** glad that was over... For a second I thought I was actually dead, like surviving that is unbelievable! One of them had a grenade! I swear I saw my life flash before my eyes!

Trisha: Enough! We're gonna head to the police station and report this so the Ballars wont surprise us like that again!

Sweet: You should get the Swat team and FBI on their @sses like you did with Wyatt!

Trisha: Ha.... nice try but knowing how gangs work, they usually keep a low profile until they're up to something. In other words, they hide everything, even their Identity from specific people so they could be anybody and without enough evidence I could get in trouble for calling the FBI!

Sweet: Okay so? What about their faces?

Trisha: I doubt there is security cameras in this neighborhood and even if, that'll only bring in how many out of the bunch we'll actually end up finding behind bars? Its time consuming and thats what we don't have right now, is time so lets get a f****** move on!


Sweet: What ever, lets roll!

*Hours later, at the Panopticon*

Trisha: *Parks vehicle* We're walking from here. Remember, we're going in stealth!

Steve: *Sigh* why can't I just stay in the car?

*Sweet pushes Steve out of the car*

Trisha: Steve stop complaining and follow me. I need as much eyes and ears out in the surrounding area!