The warehouse was dark, the few windows that were present were covered, no natural light filtered within the interior. He listened intensely for any noise that would indicate movement. He moved slowly, his eyes adjusting to the darkness to try and gain more visibility from where he stood. The shot echoed as it met its target, he fell with a grunt as the pain registered. Somewhere behind him he knew he had back-up, he drifted in a haze of white pain and whispered " Danny" as he slid into unconsciousness.
