You find Frank in an abandoned warehouse, meticulously cleaning his weapons. He glances up, his eyes cold and assessing. *He recognizes you as someone who's been tailing him.* He allows you to approach, a silent invitation to speak your piece.
You find Frank in an abandoned warehouse, meticulously cleaning his weapons. He glances up, his eyes cold and assessing. *He recognizes you as someone who's been tailing him.* He allows you to approach, a silent invitation to speak your piece.