The Hurricane Heist Page #2

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Uh, I got a couple of minutes.

Is everything okay?

- Yeah.

- Cargo offloaded?

Yep, it's all here,

with about 300 million of its cousins.

- The shredder's down, though.

- Yeah, I know.

We've addressed it.

Look, don't forget, that 600

million is your responsibility

until it's destroyed, okay?

Got no problems with that.

Turns out I'm all right

at babysitting old money.

It's not the field, but...

Hey, I went to bat for you after Utah.

If it wasn't for me,

you wouldn't even have a job right now.

And I appreciate that.

It's not really a job.

I think we both know what this is.

Look, I...

I made a bad call.

But no one can punish me

like I already punish myself.

Casey, don't do this.

Listen, if the money's my responsibility,

I'd love to get a reset on the vault code.

Hurricanes give people bad ideas.

Okay. Consider it authorized.

- Thanks.

- And, Casey...

Take care of yourself, okay?

This is Breeze

from Rutledge Tow & Repair.

Leave a message and I probably won't

get back to you.

Hey, Breeze. It's Will.

Look, I'm in town.

Listen, you gotta get...

Damn it.

Darling, this ZBC stuff is so crufty.

Yeah, that's what made

shutting it down so easy.

Why do they always hire hacks

with so little talent

when they could have us?

Not enough money in it?

Yes.

Yeah, make yourself at home.

- Better check your backup power.

- Yeah, don't tell me what to do.

I'm not saying. I'm just saying.

Oh, boy. It's failed.

Not good.

Now, the job's outsourced

to some local, Breeze Rutledge.

- It's 555...

- Phone's dead.

Sh*t. My cell doesn't have any bars.

Me neither. Right, where is he?

His shop is off of Balm and Garden.

It's called Rutledge Repairs.

Breeze?

All right, Master Sarge, rise and shine!

Come on, Breeze, on your feet.

Get dressed, buddy.

Oh, I was dreaming, Will.

Remember Miss Bishop,

10th-grade biology teacher?

Never did learn much,

but, boy, I was never late.

As I remember it, you had

a keen interest in her biology.

What you doing here, Willie?

There's a hurricane coming,

and it's gonna be a mother.

Some breakfast?

Yeah. They're not mine.

What was her name?

- Jaguar.

- Jaguar.

We are what we are, Willie.

Can't change people.

You sure as sh*t can't change hurricanes.

Well, this hurricane can change

people from alive to dead.

So we gotta go.

Yeah, I've seen them before, brother.

Not like this.

I'm telling you, this is worse than...

The one that killed Dad?

Yeah.

Red Dog, Omaha, 22.

You have good hands.

You always had good hands.

We gotta go.

You wasted a trip, baby bro.

I ain't good at leaving.

And look around, man, 'cause this,

it's my entire life right here.

But you got the cash

and the airplane tickets I sent, right?

Yeah, I got it all right here.

Take your pity somewhere else, please.

You need a fresh start, bro.

I make a fresh start every day, Will.

It's just not so fresh by dark.

Then all's I got to do is

freshen it right back up again.

Breeze, if this storm

is what I think it is,

they ain't ever seen anything like it.

Okay, I'll bite.

But you gonna help me board up

the windows first, ain't you?

You... You got a hammer?

Heard you got phone trouble.

Got a call from a guy named Moreno.

There's no clearance for you here, sir.

Corporal, we placed a T20

for a transponder at Tower Six.

Got a line open.

Have to shift it over from the

source, which is here.

Sir, we're on lockdown due to the storm.

You need special clearance,

which you do not have.

Come on, man.

We're just doing our job here. Let us in.

Sir, this is a federal facility.

I need you to turn this vehicle around

and I need you to turn around now.

Xander.

- Are we in any danger?

- There's been a breach.

You're safe in here.

All this glass is bulletproof.

So I need you to stay calm and stay put.

- What's going on?

- We're under attack!

Let's go!

- What should we do, Connor?

- Take a nap.

Fire on my fire.

Cover!

- We got a situation.

- What's going on, Mr. Perkins?

Sir, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

And you said we couldn't do this

with zero casualties, huh?

You may not wanna face it now, Connor,

but eventually we may have to kill

some people to get what we want.

- Let's get these guys locked up.

- Yeah, let's break out the P90s.

- Let's get the money.

- Amen.

It's bulletproof, man.

You're wasting your time.

What if I say, "Open sesame"?

I have a thing about "open sesame,"

ever since I read Ali Baba as a kid.

Drop the gun, Moreno.

I should've known there was something

hinky about you two freaks.

We two freaks hacked your shredder

weeks ago so that the money would pile up.

'Course, we had to gamble on the storm,

but all of life has its little risks.

Now, we managed to take this place

without spilling a drop of blood.

I wanna keep it that way,

so I need your help.

Now, should you choose not to help us,

the no-blood rule will be revoked.

This is not your money.

The government's not gonna

give it to your widow Brenda,

if you fall on your sword

here, now, are they?

This is a federal facility, man.

You know what you're facing

when they catch you.

I'd rather be facing that than us.

The vault, how long?

We have to substitute an IO device

by loading a hungus driver routine

into one of the monitor's wormholes.

- English.

- 30 minutes.

Open Sesame in 30.

One of you Breeze Rutledge?

- Yeah, who's asking?

- Casey Corbyn, Treasury.

Our generator's down.

I understand you're responsible

for repairs?

Yeah. I'll go get my tools.

Breeze, what about the boards?

My government needs me, Will.

You've done this before.

You got swindled into a bunch

of free labor, huh?

- Apparently so.

- Yeah, I know that game.

This yours?

You one of those hurricane chasers?

No, I'm one of those meteorologists.

Anybody who chases hurricanes

has got a death wish.

Okay, let's go save the world.

Will. Willie.

You gonna be here when I get back?

- No.

- Okay.

See you in another five years.

You did real good, kid.

I'm really proud of you.

You done very well.

And tonight you're gonna be

the richest punk

to ever come out of Fell's Point.

Nice.

So you're a hometown boy, huh?

Uh-huh.

I took a small detour

to Afghanistan and back,

but that was just to break up

the monotony.

- It'll do that.

- Now, you see that?

That right there was my last

official glory zone.

Yeah, you're looking

at the starting quarterback

of the Gulfport Gators,

from '99 to 2001.

All winning seasons, mind you.

I had six brothers.

They ate, slept and drank football.

- Six brothers?

- Yep.

Sh*t, lady, I got just one

and it's a damn minefield.

Open it.

It's all yours.

What the f...

Maybe we ran into a frobbotzim.

Try it again.

- Tell me what is going on.

- The code. It's not working.

You told us you hacked it solid.

We did. We ran it through this morning.

Then why can't you open it?

This was your only job.

Somebody changed the code.

It wasn't me.

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