In the living room of Rosa Apartments, Barney was pacing back and forth in the cramped room.
His footsteps were heavy, making the old wooden floorboards emit an unnerving CREAK.
Two people were sitting in the corner of the room.
Ben and Chloe.
The two college students were currently sitting on the sofa.
Their faces were a mixture of nervousness and excitement.
For these kids from the Ivory Tower, everything that had happened in the past few days felt like a thrilling spy movie.
They were taking part in history, protecting a hero who was fighting against the system.
But Barney didn't think this was a movie.
This was deadly reality.
Barney raised his wrist and glanced at his badly worn Casio watch.
11:45 PM.
"Damn it."
Barney cursed under his breath.
According to the plan, the contact responsible for the pickup should have sent the signal two hours ago.
