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It has been three months since thief mastermind Sly Cooper vanished into time with a broken time machine and no trace or hint to his whereabouts. His gang, Bentley and Mur...
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What's worried me, and all of us, about this mission, is we may have exposed our cover by doing what we did. Branwell's displayed his fears with us too and he's right. All we'd tried to do was get a lay of the land to coordinate a proper plan. It was sabotaged and we never meant for my father, or whatever that was, to realize we might be on their tails. So this might not go well. We all agreed as a result not only would my role be keeping watch, but someone else would be with me to cover all views. Branwell and I managed to hijack a crane. We climbed up and with binoculars we're keeping our eye on everybody from tremendously high up. It's now three in the afternoon so I think a lot of workers will be thinking about going home and a little tired out from the day. A decent time to strike.
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"I've successfully hacked it," we hear Bentley through our radio.
"Any problem?" I ask.
"Nope. No detection. At the ready."
Bentley managed to hack into the city's power grid network and found the passwords for the ones that allow access to the neighborhood the whole place is connected to. "Great," Branwell replies.
"Time to officially begin," says Sly. "Everyone in the field, time to put your connections to your buds."
From down here, we faintly see Dimitri and Carmelita walking into the shop. Both of them are in different clothes than they're used to. We had a stop at the Gap earlier. For both of them, they commented on feeling too plain. Our plan involved everyone getting into a different position within the business. For the two of them they are meant to look like a couple interested in buying their first car and asking for recommendations on what to get and what parts they'll need. They won't be able to get past Warren, our main operations guard who sits at the back, without something big to tip him off his focus. And we've got that covered fairly well.
We also see a truck arriving from just down the street. McSweeney and Thornel are supposed to be in the drivers seats. We stole that truck an hour and a half ago from a parking lot full of them and filled the back of the truck with the first things we could find and tarp over them. It was pretty easy in the company when you act completely like you're supposed to be there.
