Angelo had no choice but to follow after Nikolai, palming a throwing knife. Close range weapons weren't the best for gang fights like this, maybe he should consider practicing with guns so he would have options.
The doors of the warehouse were large and made of metal. The metal was partly rusted and one of the doors was barely hanging on to its hinges, it was also completely wide open.
"Maybe we should check for a back door…" Angelo murmured, speaking more to himself.
Nikolai was already on the move, striding right through the suspiciously open doors. Brazen and reckless despite his cold exterior.
Angelo pushed a hand through his hair, he had no regard for his well-being but Nikolai was somehow worse. At least, he would have scouted the area first, and not just walk right through the front door, guns blazing.
"Are you coming?" Nikolai's voice came from the dark interior.
