The Undead Wolves (Series 2)

Heist Setup

Returning to the hideout The crew are met with some faces from their past
Wesley flaig honorable solder turned mercenary due to his daughter's rare disease
And Liam who no one knows that much about, but one thing is for sure, they've come to help 

The sight of Wesley and Liam in the hideout brings a mix of nostalgia and relief to the crew. They hadn't seen them in years, but the fact that they came to help speaks volumes about the bond they once shared. Henry steps forward, extending his hand in a warm greeting. "Wesley, Liam, it's good to see you both. We're in your debt for coming to help us."

Wesley: what are we up against?

Henry takes a deep breath, his expression turning serious. "Robert Cross and his goons have something called the Extremis Project," he explains. "It's a serum that enhances strength and agility, but it's highly dangerous and unstable. They injected Kayden with it, turning him into a weapon. We need to find a way to free him from their control."

Liam: your telling me Kayden, a badass is under their control, is there something you're not telling us?

Henry hesitates for a moment, unsure of how much information to disclose. He exchanges a quick glance with the rest of the crew before finally sighing. "There's more," he admits. "The serum seems to affect Kayden differently. It's not just making him stronger, it's changing his personality. He's becoming cold, detached, and, to be honest, a little unpredictable

Wesley: Will we be getting paid?
Monroe: I have a contact in Los Angeles, He'll help us

Henry nods, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "We'll do everything we can to free Kayden, and we'll need all the help we can get. Let's get in touch with your contact and see what they can do."

Monroe: how about you shut the fuck up Henry, My associate can help Into in Cross's Building undetected

Suddenly an unknown person walks though the door with a cane
Unknown: You're awful cagey, even for a dead woman... Monroe"

Monroe: You don't look bad yourself, Crew this is the one and only Lester Crest

The crew watches in awe as Lester enters the room, cane in hand. The sight of him brings a mix of surprise and curiosity. Henry steps forward, extending his hand in a gesture of greeting. 
"Lester Crest," he says, his voice filled with respect. "I've heard stories about your skills. We could certainly use your help."

Lester:  how about you shut up, now I've been dealing with Cross for years now, I'm just happy someone is finally stopping him

Delta: what do we need to do?

Lester takes a moment to gather his thoughts, his mind already strategizing. "We need to gather intel," he suggests. "Find out more about the inner workings of Cross's building, their security systems, weaknesses, anything we can use to our advantage. The more we know, the better our chances of succeeding."

Lester: now I personally don't want that Serum out on the street so we're gonna have to destroy it, cross has Trucks moving across the city, we need to intercept one of those trucks, and it'll lead us to the rest

Duckie: like an undercover mission?

Lester: yes my dear an undercover mission

The crew members exchange glances, some of them nodding in approval. They realize the importance of Lester's plan and the potential benefits it could bring. 
"Okay, let's do it," Henry says, determination in his voice. "Undercover mission it is. We'll gather as much intel as possible and take down those trucks. The fate of our friend Kayden depends on it."

Robert Cross is seen typing at his desk as Kayden approaches him
"Writing your memories?"

Robert looks up at Kayden with a bemused expression, his fingers pausing over the keyboard. "Observant as always, Kayden," he says. "Memoirs, yes. Recounting the events that got us to where we are today. It's more for my own amusement than anything else."

Kayden Sits down at the other chair
Cross looks over to him
"Something you wanna talk about Boy"

Kayden's gaze remains fixed on Robert, a mix of emotions flickering in his eyes. "Just curious, Cross," he finally says, his voice steady but tinged with caution. "What made you go down this path? Was it power? Control? Or something else entirely?"

Robert leans back in his chair, contemplating Kayden's question. "Power, certainly," he admits. "Control over my life, over others. But there's more. It's the thrill, the excitement, the rush of success. This path I've chosen has given me all of that and more."

As Robert leaves the room, Kayden seizes the opportunity to plug the USB into Cross's computer. His heart pounds as he executes the data transfer, hoping he doesn't get caught in the act. Once the data is copied, he carefully disconnects the USB and slips it back into his pocket. With a mixture of relief and determination, Kayden quietly exits the room, ready for the next step in the plan.

The stands over a map of the city
Lester points out the plan
"The trucks will be coming though this tunnel, you'll only have a couple of minutes to intercept the truck and not be caught"

The crew members gather around the map, studying Lester's plan and the designated tunnel where the trucks will pass. Henry's gaze flicks from the map to Lester, a mix of determination and concern in his expression.
"Alright, we have the plan," he says, his voice steady. "Just a couple of minutes to intercept the truck and not get caught, got it."

The crew members gather around the map, studying Lester's plan and the designated tunnel where the trucks will pass. Henry's gaze flicks from the map to Lester, a mix of determination and concern in his expression.
"Alright, we have the plan," he says, his voice steady. "Just a couple of minutes to intercept the truck and not get caught, got it."

Lester
"can someone please shut him up"
Liam puts tape over Henry's mouth
Lester
"Thank you, get the truck and meet me back here"

Henry glares at Lester for a moment, his voice muffled by the tape. He struggles to object, but Lester pays him no mind as he continues giving instructions to the rest of the crew.

Duckie speaks up
"Aren't you gonna say it?"

Lester
"Say what?"

Duckie
"Your famous line"

Lester raises an eyebrow, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. "Ah, my 'famous line,'" he muses, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of his lips. "And which famous line might that be, my dear?"

Duckie
"You know which one"

Lester sighs
"lose the cops"

Duckie shouts
"He said it!

Lester can't help but chuckle at Duckie's enthusiasm. He realizes that his line has become something familiar, a catchphrase that resonates with those in the know.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Lester smirks. "Fine, you got your moment, and now it's time to get to work."