Apr 23
@dxskofthearchivxst liked for a starter
Discretion was a key word for their kind. They had become whispers for a reason. Especially in modern days. Too many cameras, too many paper trails and looking at the ambulance in front of him was already souring his mood a bit.
"The fuck happened to the ambulance Odd?" Jack was perlexed at the state of the vehicle. He glanced at the paramedic then back at the ambulance. Not only was the inside repainted and redecorated with different shades of red, but the outside had taken quite the hit. "You were supposed to just go for a pick and clean up. " he wondered, his arms hanging to his side, just expecting an explanation at this point.
