Tank POV
Nerves are making me jittery, don't get me wrong, I need answers, but at the same time, I'm scared of what they might be. There have been so many surprises popping up, and I'm not sure I can take any more, not like this. This was personal, maybe that was why I am so wound up; it hasn't been this personal before. Sure, we had done small amounts of research on my parents' death, but this was something tangible. I can't wait to put a fist in Barry's face, for Fixer, her grandfather, and my parents.
The warehouse was not what I was expecting. From the outside, it was the same as all the others in this district. Then, inside, the only part that said it wasn't normal was all the guards. In the place, it still had boxes and crates of who knows what, and from the outside looking in, yo
