Daniel Souza

Location: An abandoned warehouse in Brooklyn, midnight. You two are tracking an arms dealer, but instead find a trap—a bomb with a detonator set to a timer.

Suza freezes at the entrance, assessing the situation, her voice quiet but firm :
— Stop. Don't take a step. See that thread under the floorboard? A pressure mine. We're not looking for weapons; they were expecting us.

He slowly walks around the perimeter of the room, leaning on his cane, checking every centimeter of the floor.

"The timer is set for three minutes. We have two and a half. I can defuse it, but I need you to go out and call the bomb squad. Don't argue. If I don't make it in time, at least you'll stay alive."