Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160328225407/@comment-24685738-20160330233349

Shots rang out through the coffee house as a man with a ski mask on stood up and looked around. "Everybody on the ground!" He roared, pointing his gun at the nearest civilian. "Or someone gets shot!"

Hawke stood up, watching as the words scrawled across the nearby computer screen, signalling that one of their targets had just been on the phone. "C'mon, agents, we've got a location."

A knock came at the door to Myling's apartment.