Civilians in DaClub hunkered down in fear as Wraith strolled up the isles of the nightclub. Melted and blast marks peppered the ceiling from the Laser assault rifle he toated. before he stood on a nearby table.
"Listen up!, get on the floor face down Im only here for the unmarked bills that the gang that owns this place skims every so often. So no one act like a hero because heroes die young."
As he finishes his short speech he looks up to DaClubs second floor as he waited for his random partners to finish cracking the safe. Near the entrance of the nightclub a officer lay wounded with his holster belt around his thigh to staunch the bleeding. Biding his time he couldn't wait any longer he's dead anyway right?
"OFFICER DOWN NEED BACKUP AT DACLUB IN MID-"
The poor man didn't finish his sentence as a bullet caved his skull over the radio.
"what did i just get done telling you people." Looking to the second floor he yelled over the drill. "Hey get ready we might get company soon so lock n load!"