Mr Conway, Chade and Paul Trabotti were sat in a cafe smoking cigars and drinking Irish coffee's. They were figuring out what best way to keep the Portuguese hoodlums off their territory as everyweek without fail, they would steal a car from the headquarters. This just wasn't on at all. So the three guys where trying to think of how to stop them once and for all. Chade came up with the idea of springing one of the biggest Portguese hating bastards he'd ever had the displeasure in meeting. He was currently spending around twelve years in prison for kidnapping charges and everybody knew that he wasn't exactly the kind of guy you would get on the wrong side of. So the three guys went back to the headquarters to come up with a plan. 

They must have spend nearly a fortnight trying to come up with different ways of springing the fella from prison. Paul had suggestion digging a tunnel but as Mr Conway had pointed out, it would take several years to do that. And they would most certainly be caught in the process. So instead Mr Conway suggested that they disguise themselves as new temporary members of staff working inside the medium security prison facility. Chade got Mr Conway and Paul to wait for two prison officers to finish their shifts and head home together in a cab. The plan was simple. Paul was to steal a cab and dress up like a cabbie, whilst Mr Conway was the fella who was meant to accidently share a cab with the two pigs. Pretty straight forward when you come to think of it.

It seemed that Paul was having a little trouble getting the cab, when Mr Conway reminded him that he owned a scrapyard and that he had seen a spare stolen cab in there four weeks ago. Shaking his head Paul went out back of his scrapyard and to both mens great delight found that the stolen cab was still there. Along with the cabbie in the trunk! So they opened up the trunk and Mr Conway allowed Paul to do the honor as it was Paul who was meant to steal the cab in the first place. Bang bang! Bang bang! Was the sound that could be heard echoing. The cops wouldn't come around here, as they knew that Paul often shot at wild birds that tried to shit all over his cars. With that done, it was time for the task at hand. Stealing the two uniforms from the cops.

Paul drove the cab to the prison, with Mr Conway in the back seat, and he honked the horn outside. The two cops came outside and jumped inside looking a little startled to see Mr Conway sat in the back. Paul carefully explained to the two pigs that Mr Conway had important business to intend to near the fella's destination so he was supposed to be dropping them all off together. The guys reluctantly agreed and they started driving towards the city. All of a sudden Paul took a left turning down a narrow alleyway that the cab could barely fit through and the doors where locked. Whipping out his gun dead fast Mr Conway pointed it at the two guards and told them both to take their uniforms off. Frightened for their lives they did as they were told. Then Mr Conway shot them both down dead. Bang bang! Bang bang!

Leaving the two dead prison guards in the cab stuck inside the narrow alleyway, Mr Conway and Paul grabbed the two uniforms and walked towards the headquarters which wasn't really far away. As Chade awaited them back there he had nearly chewed off all his finger nails in anticipation. When they showed up carrying what they were after he embraced them and congratulated them on getting the job done rightly. The two men got dressed and off they went to the prison. Once they got there it was all going to plan...

Paul had made sure to have a lunchbox with him to the jail, both because that would look alot more convincing than coming to work without food but also because he had quite an appetite and despiced working on an empty belly.

The two men arrived at the prison and went up to the doorway that allowed employess to enter. Hopefully this would work or they would have one hell of a time getting out of this mess, yet Paul couldnt help laughing on the inside by walking into the jail in this way...if only the jailors knew hahahaha...

They was let in without problem, the old dog of a jailor who let em in was more than happy to see em...The inmates been grumpy all day, last nigth we had to put a fella in the hole and he apparently is someone they look up to and respect. So two new faces may be just whats needed. Make sure not to go easy on them or we may risk more people making noise.

As the man told em to not go easy on the inmates he blinked and smiled, obviously a man who loved hes job, Paul was able to follow the jailors mindset, he himself enjoyed smacking around helpless people as much as the next fella maybe even more...still he felt like smacking the guy rigth in the face, it was Pauls fellow criminals he was talking about after all. Oh well that would have to wait. Now there was a job at hand. The old jailor gave em a quick tour of the place and explained their dutys, all in all it was simply, nothing much was expected og temps other than to make the inmates follow the drill and smack em around abit of they played tough. During the look around in the jail James and Paul spotted the guy they had come for, the men exchanged quick glances. Then they was planted in the guards room and told to do rounds every hour, they was working with 4 other guards so this could be hard...They would just have to find a time where as many as possible was out doing rounds and then strike.