As he positioned himself behind another pillar on the opposite side of the warehouse, Longstreet takes the quickest of glances at the intruders. They outnumber and outgun him, Ale and Cross, and although some of them do not have the gaping pit of a Beast inside them, some do - and these monsters have fangs far longer than Robert's.
And where the hell is Alice? He doesn't feel like losing Family tonight, especially not to these dimwits. Let's hope she's as crafty as she seems.
If there's a way of signaling Ale with gestures that he will aim for the man with a chainsaw, Longstreet will do so, so long as it doesn't present a danger of being discovered.
Gun in his hand, he is waiting for them to get just a little closer.
Initiative 8