[Funny, actually. There's some irony in that, maybe, that they of anyone at all could have perfect timing for anything. But maybe all it has been is perfect timing, in one way or another.
He hops off the bike and dusts off his hands like he's about to do some hard job, then inspects the door at the back. Pretty standard lock, something he still doesn't really have a set of picks to deal with, but what he does have is the hammer he nabbed from Cruz. At a glance, nobody is really around to notice, so, fuck it, he just brings the hammer down hard on the knob a few times until the wood and metal splinter and separate, and the door swings free of the deadbolt.]
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[Funny, actually. There's some irony in that, maybe, that they of anyone at all could have perfect timing for anything. But maybe all it has been is perfect timing, in one way or another.
He hops off the bike and dusts off his hands like he's about to do some hard job, then inspects the door at the back. Pretty standard lock, something he still doesn't really have a set of picks to deal with, but what he does have is the hammer he nabbed from Cruz. At a glance, nobody is really around to notice, so, fuck it, he just brings the hammer down hard on the knob a few times until the wood and metal splinter and separate, and the door swings free of the deadbolt.]
Fifty minutes, let's go!
[He announces with a wide grin.]