Troy would be sitting on top of a roof top, enjoying a cigarette, blowing out smoke from his nose. "Hm.. they should have been here by now.." He whispered before flicking his cigarette away. #openrp#skyrp#mvrp

"They are, in fact." Said the man a few yards behing him. "Troy McCall, and I believe I'm not mistaken. According to my bosses, you match the description." He said, walking closer, at a slow pace. "We need to talk."