At the mention of a heist, Wade lowered his guns and tilted his head to the side. Following the other merc’s gaze towards the steel mill, he slid his guns back into their holsters. Watching the man take off and begin climbing onto the roofs, Wade found a stack of crates nearby and scaled them.<br/><br/>“You’re just trying to lose be now aren’t you?” He shouted after him, following the best he could along the rooftops. When he finally caught up to Slade, he bent forward in an exaggerated display of exhaustion.<br/><br/>“You know, for an old guy...you move pretty fast.” He gasped out, his hands on his knees before straightening up. “Now, who’re we putting down?”