I was in my lab, focused on analysing Nikurga's sample under the microscope when I heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I called out, not taking my eyes off the microscope.
"It's Tom, boss. The garbage truck's repairs are finished," Tom's voice came from the other side of the door.
I straightened up and walked over to the door, opening it to see Tom standing there, a pleased expression on his face.
"Good job," I said, patting him on the shoulder. "I'll go take a look."
I followed Tom down to the garage, where the rest of the gang was gathered around the truck. It looked good as new, the engine purring smoothly.
"Impressive work," I praised them, giving them a nod of approval. "Now we just need to make sure it's fully stocked and ready to go for our next mission."
