Leaving the Golden Hummingbird, Dante rode his bike through the Neo-Vatra's streets with no destination in mind.
'So… how are we going to do this?'
Calling off the heist was out of the question. The promised payment was too much to pass on, not to mention the bonuses they might gain along the way. Klaus Stahlwölfe was a collector, after all, and even one of the items he owned was bound to fetch a hefty sum.
In the back of his mind, Dante still had the idea of going in alone and finishing the job on his own. As appealing as it sounded, having had the chance to think it through, convinced him it was just his arrogance speaking.
The mess he almost got himself into during the recent riots helped pull him back to the ground. A bunch of heroes and other BEO members were going to be present on the promised day, so relying too much on Volcan's armors was like repeating the same mistake that almost got him into trouble with Flame Guard.
