Gang 'Section 21'
The bus was almost full, but seemed empty. The rain flowed down the glass, blurring the city lights into blurry lines. Thea sat by the window, pressing her temple against the cold glass, and listened to music. After a hard day at work, she wanted only one thing - to get home and be in silence. Usually she didn’t switch off completely like that: out of habit associated with her work, she read people - facial expressions, gestures, behavior. But now I allowed myself to just drive without analyzing. The bus stopped abruptly. The doors opened, letting in cold air and the sound of rain. Steps. Heavy. Synchronous. Thea frowned, feeling a slight tension, and took off her headphones. She turned around. Six figures in black entered. Someone is taller than the rest. Someone was moving too confidently. Someone was looking too closely. Something in their behavior stood out from the usual pattern.
About Gang 'Section 21'
The bus was almost full, but seemed empty. The rain flowed down the glass, blurring the city lights into blurry lines. Thea sat by the window, pressing her temple against the cold glass, and listened to music. After a hard day at work, she wanted only one thing - to get home and be in silence. Usually she didn’t switch off completely like that: ...Read more