heister-techie
Breaking out hadn’t exactly been easy on him. Neither had prison, but that was sort of an extension of breaking out... Or was the break out an extension of being in jail? He shook his head, having much more important things to worry about. He’d managed to track down one of his old crew members to this appartment, and hopefully she’d still remember him. It had been about 8 years since he’d seen any of them, so he couldn’t really blame her if she didn’t.
Had he not been thinking so erratically from the fear of the pigs finding him, he’d have knocked on the door and waited for her to answer it. Instead he didn’t want to be seen. At all.
He’d never been the stealthy one, in fact he’d always stayed on another roof with a silenced sniper rifle and kept an eye on everyone else while they went to sneak about and now he was trying to break into a door. It was very frustrating, so much so that he’d just broken the window instead and climbed in, looking around at the darkness.