Escape Plan 2: Hades Page #3

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Whoever goes in just doesn't

come out. It's that simple.

- Sounds familiar.

- Yeah.

The word is the people behind the Tomb

took a beating, did some adjustments,

- and then came back strong.

- Who are these a**holes?

Spies, criminals,

businessmen, elected officials.

Profit. Big profit.

What makes you think he's there?

His cousin Yusheng was put on some

kind of hit list by his competition,

a satellite tech

company called Ruscho.

There's battle days

and there's truce days.

If you win a battle,

you get benefits.

If you lose or refuse to fight...

your time in here is

very uncomfortable.

That's why they call it "the zoo."

We're all animals here.

Survival of the fittest.

If you want someone to disappear

so bad, why not just kill them?

Because then the world

will know they are dead.

Here, they are just gone.

Then we got to go in, get them out.

Can't go in there blind.

We don't know a layout.

- We don't have anything.

- You broke the Tomb totally blind.

Yeah, well, I got lucky.

We don't even know for sure

if Shu's there.

- And what if he is?

- Look, if he's there, we'll get him.

We go in there blind,

we get trapped ourselves.

You don't think I can handle it.

This is bigger than any one of us.

All right.

Sir, we've got a data breach.

Someone's in our system.

What? Shut it down. Shut it down now.

- Uh-huh.

- Just cleaning up for the night.

Uh-huh.

Here's the only contact

I got at Ruscho.

Not sure if he'll talk to you,

but it's a good place to start.

A sticky note?

- So what do you got?

- All right.

Two things. A dark bank account,

code-named Sparrow,

Ruscho's been sending money to.

And they also sent ten million

to Leon Grassi,

a lobbyist

for the private prison industry.

I know this Leon Grassi.

He used to work for the prison board

for about 13 years,

and then he started

taking a lot of heat

every time I broke out

of one of his places,

so he decided to jump into

the private sector.

Haven't heard from him since.

You look very nice today,

but you know that.

Get you a drink?

Not what you got, Tiny.

I know you didn't go straight

and get an honest job pouring drinks,

so tell me, DeRosa,

what are you doing here?

Could easily ask you

the same question.

Yeah, well, that's personal.

Got a call from Abigail,

this being the first time

you're back in the field after

being a desk jockey for so long.

She thought you might

be a little rusty.

Oh, that hurts.

He's here.

- Know that guy as well?

- You mean the wannabe gangster? No.

You recognize him?

Want me to introduce you?

Since when are you so

tight with Abigail?

Like you said, it's personal.

How you doing, Leon?

Leon.

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