William sneered at the newcomer, he hated how people interrupted negotiations, but he got what he wanted. "Commander Faltus, you've got a deal. I'll tell the others what to do." He got onto his Comms and opened a channel to the other groups of mercs. "Alright everyone listen up. I've got a Turian Commander here who is giving us a good offer. So, you wanna get paid, rally to my position and set up a defensive perimeter around the vault." He then walked over to the doors of the vault, "Alright ladies and gentlemen. Let's see how much we are getting paid." The mercs cheered, opened the doors, and charged into the vault. William and his team went in right after them, and he made sure his personal recorder was taping everything, you never know what you can find to on a wall that may be worth a pretty penny. That's when he got a call that made him shudder.
"Boss, this is your Lady Luck. When got some of those Cerberus bastards coming in fast to your position. There doesn't seem to be too many of them, about company strength, but their tech is top notch. Good luck boss."
Fuck.