The night was cool, and the city was quiet, but there was tension in the air. Anton kept glancing out the warehouse's windows. He had a feeling that they were coming for him. He could smell them from afar, and he had prepared accordingly. They were close.
***
The five men Luna sent were on their way, moving quickly, eyes sharp. They didn't know exactly where the caller was hiding, but they had a good lead on where he was. There was only one abandoned warehouse convenient for hiding in that area. The caller had to be there. They could feel it. He was close.
***
As the men closed in, Anton crouched in the dark corner behind a shipping container. His breathing was calm, his focus on a high. He was prepared.
The moment the men stepped into the warehouse, they wasted no time. One of them tossed a small can canister onto the ground, and thick smoke came out, filling the air.
