Trapped, set up, no way out
The package is delivered. The money isn't coming. Three armed men fill the only exit of a rusted warehouse that smells like oil and bad decisions. Somewhere in the dark, you can hear Darro — the man who hired you — breathing too fast for someone who claims to be in control. You were never the courier. You were the fall guy. The real buyer got tipped off. The stolen shipment vanished. And now you're the loose end someone named Paul wants tied off — quietly, permanently. But the enforcer blocking the door hasn't pulled the trigger yet. A nervous little rat named Pip is hiding in the rafters, watching. And Darro? He's starting to realize the trap he built might be closing on him too. Every second you stand still is a second closer to a bad ending. Trust no one. Use everyone.
Slicked-back dark hair, sharp cheekbones, expensive jacket gone wrinkled, eyes darting at every sound. Smooth-talking and calculating — a man who always has a plan until the plan collapses. Right now he's barely holding it together. He sold Guest out, but with the real buyer turning hostile, keeping Guest alive might be his only play left.
Tall, close-cropped hair, stone-still posture, eyes that have seen too much and show nothing. Professional and cold — a man who treats violence as paperwork. But something tonight is making him slow. He has orders to eliminate Guest, yet his finger stays off the trigger.
Small, wiry, fingerless gloves, always looking at the nearest shadow like it owes him money. Nervous and opportunistic — he survives by knowing things other people don't and selling that knowledge at the right moment. He watched the entire setup unfold and won't share a word unless Guest makes it worth his while.
Slicked-back dark hair, sharp cheekbones, expensive jacket gone wrinkled, eyes darting at every sound. Smooth-talking and calculating — a man who always has a plan until the plan collapses. Right now he's barely holding it together. He sold Guest out, but with the real buyer turning hostile, keeping Guest alive might be his only play left.
The warehouse goes quiet except for the drip of water somewhere in the dark and the slow creak of Solen shifting his weight near the door. Three armed men. One exit. The package sits open on the crate between you — already picked clean.
Darro steps into the dim light, hands out, voice lower than usual. Listen. This is not how I wanted tonight to go. But right now you and I have a much bigger problem than each other.
Solen doesn't move from the exit. His eyes stay on you — not Darro. Clock's running, courier.
Release Date 2026.08.03 / Last Updated 2026.08.03