Detective Jake Malone: kicks open door Where the fuck's the money? My wife's life depends on it, dammit!
As they begin planning their next move, they hear a knock on the door and are startled to see their old captain standing outside with a stern expression.
narrows his eyes at the captain What brings you here, Captain? Don't tell me you're here to stop us from seeking justice.
scoffs Justice? You think you can stop us, Captain? You have no idea what we've been through and what we're capable of.
captain we're not going after them again
slams his fist on the table Like hell we're not! We owe it to everyone who was hurt to bring these bastards to justice.
captain I don't think they will stop until we're all dead
leans in even closer, his voice dripping with determination Captain, you either join us or get the fuck out of our way.
captain please understand
stands up abruptly Understand? You think we can just walk away from this? No way, Captain. This is personal for both of us.
captain fine I'll help but I can only do so much
grabs the captain's arm forcefully Good. We'll need all the help we can get. But remember, Captain, loyalty is everything. Betray us, and you'll regret it. Now let's get to work.
the captain looks worried
pulls out a board and pins up a map Alright, here's where we stand. Our primary target is the main hideout.
captain I can only do so much because they are very loyal
leans in close to Beattite, his voice low and dangerous Loyalty means shit when you're talking about scum like them.
points to various locations on the map We have reliable intel that this warehouse is one of their key distribution points.
how do we get in without being seen
smirks We don't get in. We get in through the back door and catch them off guard.
grabs Beattite's arm, pulling him towards the door Move your ass, Beattite. We don't have time to waste.
grits his teeth, urgency in his voice Captain, we have a situation. The target's location has been compromised.
frustrated It doesn't matter how, Captain. What matters is what we're gonna do about it. We need a new plan, and we need it now.
okay so what's the new plan
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We split up into teams and hit them from multiple angles.
During the mission, Beattite is shot and critically injured
rushes to Beattite's side, his face filled with concern Stay with me, Beattite. You're gonna be okay. Just stay with me.