Palatino gives a look at Ms. Luciana. The boss gives a nod. Palatino throws out what has to be his 30th cigar today. No time for a smoke. He thought. He looked at Alexa. He can tell she was still scared. She was a beautiful dame. There was no arguing that. He gave her a sweet smile. "We need you to stay calm. Your hand eye coordination needs to be steady." He looks at the boss. "Do you got the rope? She hands him a rather thick rope. "Lets move." 

The alley is dark and dirty but thankfully it was empty. Reminded him of his childhood village in italy but that was neither here nor there. As they made there way up the ladder he thought How much money are we gonna get for flipping this thing? He already knew he was going to get his hands on a fancy three piece suit.

Marie had told Gambino in the car on the way here that she never the vests because they got in the way and impeded her movement.  While it was true it was not the whole of the matter.  Unfortunately, Marie would not allow herself to face the truth of the matter and she clung to the lie.  Checking her gun again that it was loaded and ready to go, she nodded to Palatino and off they went.  

Mulberry, Heathro, and Gambino would be able to track their movements once they were up on the roof.  If a fast get away was needed they would know and have the cars ready.  Following behind Palatino she scurried up the fire escape all the way to the roof top.  Once there she navigated the various vents and pipes studded the roof's surface.  There were several skylights but she knew she needed the one in the middle.  It was in the center showcase room, right there in the middle of the room under the skylight. 

Reaching the right one she dropped the harness down on the ground for Alexa to put on while she made the hole.  "Make sure the straps are tight.  We don't want you falling through the harness."  She spoke as if it was the most natural thing in the world to lower yourself down through a hole with the ground a good 25 feet below.  Pulling her glass cutter out of the shoulder bag she had she knelt down and cut a square roughly 3 foot by 3 foot in size.  The hardest part was catching the glass before it fell to the ground.  Just in case there was an additional guard they did not know about.  She took some extra time to make sure that all the sharp edges were removed next to the frame.  The rope would be sliding against it and the last thing they wanted was it sliding over a sharp edge.

When she was done she looked at Alexa.  "All ready?"

Alexa shook her

"NOPE!" she replied to Marie

she dare not look over the edge or she would never get the courage to do it. Marie convinced her to at least try the harness on so she slowly got herself ready saying over and over in her head everything would be ok once the harness was on she tightened the straps as tight as she could just as Marie had instructed.

"I cant do it, this was a bad idea." She said to Marie  "I hate heights why did i say i would do this."

Alexa stood over the hole that had been cut it was only small and she looked down to the bottom where she could see the floor, she backed away from the edge of the hole that Marie had cut.

"You guys better not drop me." she gave an almost awkward smile towards Marie and Palatino.

"Ok lets do this no looking back." Alexa checked her pocket for the directions to where the painting was located and also a picture of the painting the last thing she needs is the embarrassment of coming back with the wrong painting she would never be able to live that down.

After climbing out of Heathro's car- Irene's heartbeat has yet to return to normal after that wild turn. Well, one good thing to come out of this is that she knows her life won't be in danger because of the heist, but rather her own damn reckless crew members. And her throat feels sore after yelling to turn the damn corner.

'First outing huh, nice day for a picnic.' she muses & snorts at the mental imagery & the implications. She can't imagine herself playing happy families, not after never knowing one in the first place. Expressing her emotions has never been a strong suit of hers, but Irene thinks that words would not -and could never- express her gratitude towards her boss. So Irene carries her worries along with her as she heads above ground to a vantage point, where she could see AlexaBliss & the others preparing to lower the woman down & anything which may prove to be a threat could therefore also be visible. Irene is no faithful believer, but she just about prays for the woman in sympathy- she was certainly no fan of heights herself. 

"Finally, what on Earth took you so long? Actually y'know what, it's fine- spare me the details."

She sighs, PublicEnemyNO1 behind her & giving her a helping hand with her task. Not that she needs him, but it's nice to have somebody with her in any case.

Looking over seeing Alexa on the rope and Irene trying not to scream her brains out, she tried to be cautious. Walking over to the boss, she points to the front door.

Knowing it would take her a minute to get there, and praying the guard wouldn't wake up for another 10 minutes or so, she says "Go, get the car."

Angel scrambles to get the car. She sees the guard waking up, but still out of it. He should be a little woozy for a while longer. She quickly walks out the front door and gets the car from the back lot. She starts it up, leaves it running for a minute, and drives up to the front. She goes and gets the other car, and does the same thing, parking right behind the first one. She parks and sits there, waiting for her family.

Lighting up a cigarette, she hears a gunshot from a short distance. Hoping it's not someone in her family, and knowing she can't go back in without being suspected, she worries and pulls out her gun. She makes sure the safety's on, and holds it in her left hand, and her cigarette in the right. You never know in this neighborhood, after all...

Heathro had just been enjoying a few cigarettes well he waited for everybody to rendezvous outside once the heist was complete.. well not complete, but retrieving of the painting was complete. He had since stationed himself across the road in a small bus shelter.. He was currently their eyes on the street and nothing was going to go wrong on his end, he made sure of it..  

He hadn't been out there for 10 minutes before he suddenly heard a *BANG* .. the sound of one single gun shot rung out through the street

"It can't fucking be, there would be no need as of yet.." 

He notices Mullberry has brought both cars out front by the look of it and his stomach slowly drops he starts to think the plans have gone south..

A few minutes later he hears the ever so daunting sounds of sirens, but.. BUT they were stopping outside of a small bar situated on the corner, only two buildings down from the museum..

"Out of all the fucking day's" He mutter's to himself  "Some goon had to lash out on THIS day"

Things have gotten a little bit more interesting, they are blocking the preferred route back to the safe house.. It seems as if there is a hostage situation happening.. Heathro begins slowly walking over the road towards the cars parked out front once he get's there he walks up to Mullberry

"We need to get going, if they are not out in the next few minutes you take Gambino and get the hell out of here"

"The rest of us will meet you back at the safe house.. if all goes well, If not.. give it a few day's and we will hopefully be in contact"

Heathro then hops into the other vacant car, checks his watch and patiently waits for the crew..

"Hmm...there's got to be another route. Let's see..."

Thinking fast, she tried not to panic. Her nerves always got the best of her in situations like this.

"Not today Angel...not today. Think, and remain calm..."

She remembered driving around this neighborhood before. Thinking 'there just has to be another way out of here', it clicked. She walked out of the car and looked at Heathro.

Speaking quickly, she whispers "Quick, turn the cars around. I know a way out of here. When we leave, go right on the first back street, then right again. Go about 2 blocks, turn right, and we should be back on route. Got it?"

Heathro looked at her like she was on her own supply of cocaine, but he was in no position to argue. "Got it. I think...if they don't come out in the next few minutes, though, you and Gamb--"

"You already mentioned that. I remember. I'm getting back in the car before we're caught talking and blow the whole operation." 

Angel quickly got back in the car and lit another smoke, waiting on the rest of the family.

Once inside Alexa unclipped her harness and took out the floor plans of the museum so she knew where she was going. It was a little dark inside so she reached for her torch "Shit" she said "I must of left it on the roof". Caught in two minds whether so signal to the roof to drop one down and she attempt to catch it or push on, she decided the safest option would be to push on and locate the painting, darkness would not make this easy but she was determined to succeed.

Pushing on through the Museum, navigating the hallways, trying he best not to bump into anything but the halls were getting darker the further she got into the Museum. Looking down at the map she takes a sharp left and there must of been something on the floor because it causes her to trip sending her flying across the hall floor, her speed and momentum send her sliding along the floor bracing her self for what looks like disaster as she's sliding towards a suit of armour she manages to slow herself down stopping just in front of it. She let out a "Phew". She got up a dusted herself down, and there in front of her it was the Rembrandt painting Marie wanted, without a second to spare she carefully unclipped the supports and took the painting down.

Painting in hand she raced back through the museum she knew she had taken longer than anticipated and she could see it was nearly morning, the halls were getting a little brighter she raced to the roof entrance and signalled them to get her back up.

“That’s the signal, Palatino.  Help me pull her up!”

Marie picked up the rope and started to pull, hand over hand on the rope as her crewmate acted as an anchor and slow backed himself up.  Marie’s feet were planted against the side of the skylight frame for leverage and slowly but surely they were able to pull Alexa back up onto the roof with the painting.  Marie took the object of their thievery so that Alexa could take the gear off and then all three of them made their way back to the fire escape.  Alexa went first, followed Palatino, with Marie bringing up the rear with the artwork.  When they reached the bottom Marie dropped the painting into Alexa’s waiting arms so that she could have her hands free to climb the vertical latter that lead down from the metal escape to the ground in the alleyway.

Marie was just about to make the final descent when a cocking gun could be heard  further down the alleyway just on the other side of some trash cans.  The man holding the gun sneered and pointed the weapon at Alexa’s head.  “Tyler Durden wants that artwork for his office wall.  Hand it over doll.”

There was no time to think.  Marie just acted.  With one step she reached the other side of the fire escape and parkour herself over the rail and onto the gangster.  The man was caught off by surprised and lifted his arms up in defense.  As their two bodies collided the gun went off and Marie cried out in pain.  The man broke her fall and thudded to the ground with a loud “uooffff.”  The momentum caused her to roll off of him and she grabbed her left upper arm in pain.

Alexa ran over to Marie to check if she was ok, she grabbed the gun off the floor and stuck a bullet in the man just to make sure he was down.

"Are you ok Marie?" she asked, "We have to put pressure on it before Heathro comes with the car" Alexa panicked but did not want Marie to see she was panicking she looked like she was in pain. Alexa paused for a second she needed something to wrap around the arm to stop the bleeding. She realised she could use he shirt so she took out her knife and cut the sleeve off her shirt to use as a bandage.

"This may hurt but only for a second" she wrapped her shirt sleeve around the bullet wound and Marie's arm and sat her up against the wall. "You saved me, thank you, Heathro should be here any minute now and we will get you back to HQ." Alexa stood up gun in hand and went to check if any more of TylerDurdens hench men were around.

As soon as she spotted the gun-wielding man, Irene cried out. But nobody heard her since they were focusing on getting Alexa to safety & she was on the adjacent building after all. Scrambling down the building using the unsteady fire escape, she watches in horror as Marie gets shot. As soon as she reaches the ground, she runs over to her crew leader's side. 

"Boss! I'm so sorry, I should've been more vigilant." Apologizing profusely, Irene watches for the imminent arrival of their drivers. Her mind raced through first aid healing procedures, but Alexa had already wrapped the wound tightly to prevent critical blood loss... there should be some disinfectant at HQ. All this mess just to get a painting... and now another gang shows up in the mix too? Truly, this must be her lucky day.

"Alexa, are the cars still up in front?? They should be coming 'round now right?"

Alexa returns after checking the area for any more of TylerDurdens hench men.

"look all clear, there does not seem to be any more about" She spots that Irene has turned up 

"Am i glad to see you Irene, i could not see the cars i do not know where Heathro is her should be here by now!"

Alexa slumps to the floor next to Marie and Irene, "I guess we just have to wait here" She says to both of them, she takes out a little bottle of vodka she snuck out with her and takes a sip offering it to the others.

Marie winched in pain as she struggled to get to her feet.  "We have to move.  Coppers... they'll be here.... any minute."  With the help of her crewmates she managed to get to her feet just as Heathro and GambinoBoss pulled up with the cars.  Marie saw the concern look on Heathro's face when he saw her holding her arm and the blood stained arm sleeve that had been ripped by the bullet as it grazed her.  

"I'm alright.  Get back to headquarters.  We will meet you there."

With the painting, everyone piled into the cars they came in and they sped away just as the cops arrived on the scene.