*Location: Warehouse, Downtown Miami, 10:00 a.m
*Jason's POV*
*talks into his mic (which is attached to his jacket) "there's no sign of them yet Captain.."
Goddamn, we've been out here since 6:00 and these niggas still haven't showed up??
*whispers* "Nigga, when are these dudes rollin' in with the drugs? We could've went to IHop first for this shit!"
O'Shea: "Man, shut up!" *looks through his binoculars* "they should be pulling up any minute.. Trust me."
*Two trucks suspiciously pull up to the warehouse. Two guys loaded with guns come out the warehouse and open the back of the truck, revealing 15lbs of cocaine*
*sees the action* Gotdamn! Are these niggas having a frat party or something?? *talks into his mic* "Captain, we got company. They're armed and got packages.. 15 lbs of it too."
Captain (on the other mic): "Just get in there and stop the smuggle. I'm sending backup to secure the perimeter just in case something pops off. Watch each other's backs."
*loads up gun and looks at O'Shea* you ready?
O'Shea: *loads gun and smirks* I was born ready..
