Going to the left, narrow hallway of the building he was currently in, Warren saw another stair leading to the green metallic door of the rooftop where he saw the man earlier. He followed him, there was something to that guy like he felt that he was inviting him to follow him with a playful smirk behind his mask that he ran towards the ten-story building he was now in. He was exactly what that Fritz guy had described the man who had been tipping them the police's moves.
He ran upstairs and opened the door, he was welcomed by the ample spacious, empty rooftop with a rough floor, nothing interesting. He walked on the space until the edge and instantly knew why the man chose that place upon seeing the view above, it was perfect to observe everything. He could see the police cuffing the host
