Part 10

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I woke up at around 7 pm, I figured I had slept for six or so hours. I got up and shook the sleep from my head. I made myself a quick bowl of instant Ramen and packed four bottles of water. As I chowed down, I thought to text Fuches.

Do you know who I am going with?

I decided to leave it at that. He took a little while to respond and finally said,

You know him 🤔

I let out a grunt, realizing I wasn't going to get anywhere with him and finished up dinner. I put my plate in the sink and brushed my teeth. A little while later I was ready to go. I grabbed the duffel bag and left.

The drive was long and bumpy. I pulled up and parked under near an embankment. I needed access to get in, so I used one of the fake IDs. I swiped it against the scanner and I walked right in. A little bit later Fuches asked if the other guy was there yet. I said no and slumped down at the door we were supposed to enter. I rested my head against the cold metal door and finally heard someone running towards me. I looked up and the guy was tall. I couldn't see his face though, it was hidden behind a black ball cap. He stopped running and put his hands on his knees. He started to breathe really heavily.

"Uh, are you okay?" I asked the man. He looked up at me, and then stood up, hands on his hips.

"Yeah I'm fine, I just ran all the way here, my car broke down 100 feet back or so." His high pitched squeaky voice was a dead giveaway.

"Barry??" I asked in a slightly harsh tone. Everything went quiet.

"Uh yeah. Hey. Is that Y/N?" He asked back. Well I guess Fuches didn't tell him either. I sighed to myself.

"Yeah. It's me. So Fuches invited you here and I am 'Hank's secret friend'?" I said, the last part in air quotes.

He nodded and gave me a half smile. I suddenly felt sick. This guy was good but he also tried to kill me and I didn't know if I could trust him. For all I knew, Fuches had set us both up last night, so this could have been another one. I stood up and unzipped the bag to reveal the rifles. I looked up at him and he seemed slightly taken aback.

"Well, let's get going." And with that, I turned around and raided a stash house.

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