Dickson's eyes narrowed as he caught sight of the two black cars slowing down ahead. He immediately hit the brakes, letting the SUV come to a steady halt behind them. For a few seconds, silence sat heavy inside the vehicle, only the low hum of the engine breaking it. He tilted his head toward Vanessa and Kelly, his tone flat but edged with concern.
"You two sure you wanna go inside alone with those guys?" he asked, glancing between them. His voice carried the kind of weight that made it clear he already thought this was a bad idea.
Vanessa reached into her shirt and adjusted the small mic she had hidden against her skin. "If anything goes wrong, I'll just teleport us out instantly," she replied with confidence, though her eyes betrayed a flicker of unease. She tucked the mic neatly under her collar, making sure it was in place.
