Bank of America - Times Square - New York
I quickly followed suit and sneaked to one of the windows to see the situation. There were five inside on the first building, patrolling across the hostages to make sure they don't try anything funny. A hazy figure of two other men were guarding the doorway, and an important looking Caucasian businessman on his phone. Faintly, I could hear a conversation.
"نعم، تلقينا المال. دعونا نجتمع معا في المكان المعتاد..." the businessman said in an unknown voice. He wore an overly bulky business suit, which led me to believe that he had some sort of protection underneath. If I could get the help from that sword-wielding fox...
"There are quite a lot of criminals in there." I approached him. "We possibly cannot fight them if we act alone. Why don't we team up together?"

