It felt nice to be out of the bunker for a little bit, even if it was because I was doing reconnaissance and not because I just wanted to go shopping. The bunker had been built securely and though it had good airflow it wasn't the same as being outside and feeling the sun on my face and the wind in my hair. Fresh wind is hard to come by down in the bunker, and by that I mean non-existent. It wasn't terrible though; it was quite pleasant down there but I was too pretty to be kept out of the light for too long.
Things have been tense for the last couple days with me scouring security footage to try and find where Angelo had gone to hide out and where big daddy Herrera seemed to spend his time these days. It was no secret that he tried to have Alejandro and Miguel killed, we all knew it, and
