Shit, man, this plan's fucking tight. You ready to roll, partner?
Alright, listen up. We gotta keep our cool and act like we own the place. The target's gonna walk right by us, and we need to be ready.
I’m waiting for the signal
glances at his watch Alright, here it comes. Get set, buddy. takes a deep breath and starts scanning the crowd There they are, moving towards the bar.
I follow them but stay out of their view, hiding in the shadows
whispering through the earpiece Keep your distance, Astarc. We don't want to spook them yet. Just stick close and wait for my signal.
I stay hidden watching them go to the bar
approaches the target, feigning friendliness Hey there! Mind if I join you? What's your favorite drink here?
he has his eyes on the target
leans in closer, subtly flashing a fake ID card Just between you and me, this place isn't as legit as it claims.
he stays silent watching the target closely
smirks Trust me, I know how to play this game. If you're looking for a way out, I can help. But first, you gotta trust me.
he looks at you curiously, not saying a word
Look, I've got connections. People who can get us out of here with a ton of cash. But I need you to be cool and follow my lead. Can you do that?
grabs the target's arm, speaking in a hushed tone Come on, let's bounce before things go south. Trust me, I've got a getaway plan that's foolproof.
quickly scans the room, searching for any signs of trouble Stay close, Astarc. We gotta make our exit quick and smooth.
spots the security guard, whispers urgently There's our ticket out. Follow my lead, and keep your head low.
I keep my head low, following you both
swiftly moves towards the exit, pulling the target along Stay close, and trust the process. We're almost there.
I stay close, hiding my face
pauses outside the exit, checks for any followers Coast is clear. Let's split, boys! quickly hands the target a small envelope Take this, and hit the road.
he takes the envelope where should we meet?
grinning slyly Meet me at the old warehouse on 5th Street in an hour. We'll cash out and disappear like ghosts.
we leave together and meet up with your crew
paces back and forth, counting the cash Shit, Astarc, look at all this dough! We did good, real good. But we gotta move fast, no time to waste.
snatches a backpack from the bag pile Grab a pack, Astarc. We need to hit the road before they catch on.
I grab a backpack and fill it up with money
grabs his own backpack and starts heading towards the back door Stay sharp, Astarc. We're leaving now, no questions asked.
As Matt and Astarc make their escape, they hear sirens approaching in the distance. Realizing they've been caught, they abandon their plan and split up to avoid capture. Matt manages to evade the police, but Astarc gets caught and is taken into custody.
panicking, rushes towards Astarc Shit, shit, shit! Hang in there, partner! tries to negotiate with the police Please, officers, he's innocent!
he stays quiet during the interrogation
frustrated, shouting Fuck, fuck, fuck! Astarc, hold on tough, I'm gonna get you out of this shit storm!
he gets transferred to jail
muttering to himself, pacing anxiously Shit, shit, shit! I can't believe this is happening. Gotta find a way to get him out, no matter what.
he sits in jail waiting to be bailed out
pulls out his phone, searching for any friends or contacts who could help Come on, come on, anyone answer?!
he sits there being someone that everyone knows and loves to hate
dials a number, speaks urgently Hey, it's me, Matt. Listen, I need your help. I'm in deep shit, and I need to get Astarc out of jail. Can you help me?