The person on the second floor is not very old, looking to be in his twenties, a white male with somewhat long hair, not at all like a federal agent or a gang member, with no tattoos on the exposed parts of his skin.
Jimmy: "Name."
"Dylan Jenkins."
Jimmy: "The name of the person downstairs, what's your relationship?"
Dylan: "Adam Gallagher, we both rent here. We don't have much money."
Jimmy: "Money aside, who sent you guys to surveil Pam?"
Dylan's eyes widened: "Aren't you a robber?"
Jimmy: "Answer me, give me a satisfactory answer. Or do you want to undergo interrogation, illegally?"
Dylan said nothing, Jimmy continued: "Seems like you chose interrogation, alright, I'll fulfill your request."
Jimmy delivered a side kick, knocking Dylan off the chair and onto the floor, Dylan yelped, Jimmy said: "If you make another sound, I'll shoot you. You won't survive until the cops arrive."
Dylan immediately shut his mouth, lying on the floor looking up at Jimmy.
