Judas looked out the window of his apartment down at the quiet city of Las Vegas, sipping on alcohol while reading the news. His brain then pulled a 100 IQ move then thought, Why don’t I hit this bank? He marks a Federal Bank branch in Las Vegas, opened just a few months ago. Most likely with a lot of people placing their money in there. All I need is a crew... An idea formed in his head, and he started putting the word out.

A hit on a Federal Bank. Only three are needed. 25/25/25/25 cut.

Scottie got wind of a plan being hatched by his old friend, Judas, to hit a Federal Bank in Las Vegas. The first thought that crossed his mind was the massive amounts of money that must be housed there, and despite his better qualities, greed became the strongest. He caught the first flight out to Las Vegas, and met Judas at the pre determined spot, lighting a cigarette and waiting on the rest of the crew to assemble.

LillisMolly liked this idea, he were in and wanted to no more about this plans Judas seems to have. Money is always good to have plenty of so why not take the chance to along with friends get loads of it and then stay hidden for at least a year so no one could get to you and accuse that we did any wrong.