It's a quick little jog through a donut shop, what used to be a fast food join, and then a bodega before they come to a T intersection. Voodoo points down the long end of the T.
"Down this street. Hug the walls, watch the windows and doors."
He glances over his shoulder. "Everyone good so far?"
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It's a quick little jog through a donut shop, what used to be a fast food join, and then a bodega before they come to a T intersection. Voodoo points down the long end of the T.
"Down this street. Hug the walls, watch the windows and doors."
He glances over his shoulder. "Everyone good so far?"
Without waiting for a response:
"Al, Kate, how's our six?"