Escape Plan 2: Hades Page #4

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You know, one of my men is missing,

and I think he's in

a black-site prison called Hades.

Ring a bell anywhere?

And there's this company called Ruscho.

European satellite tech company.

They gave you about ten

million bucks. How about that?

Ten million dollars.

Lot of money.

But I think it's all bullshit.

Because you don't lobby

for satellite tech.

Look, Ray...

You lobby for black-site

prison profit, am I right?

- Look, Ray...

- You're gonna tell me what you know.

Move!

Hey, Breslin...

Good to be back?

No, it's bad to be back.

- Leon, who you working for?

- l'm sorry, Ray. I can't...

Come on. Want a job, DeRosa?

F***, yeah.

There's this private bank account,

and I need it identified.

With him dead, it's our only lead.

All right.

Give me a day, I'll figure it out.

Hey.

Where are you coming from?

I work for the prison. I'm the cook.

Tell me about the kitchen.

What do you mean?

How do I get there from your cell?

I- I got to go.

Yes.

You are on the wrong side

of the zoo, my friend.

- I need you to kick my ass.

- What? It's a truce day.

Come on.

What the hell are you up to?

Thought I could work the doctor,

get us some benefits.

Turns out the doctor is a lamp stand.

My name is Akala.

Shu.

- What?

- He connected the dots.

Your inside man at Ruscho

sent me down a rabbit hole.

But it looks like I found a guy

who can lead us to Shu.

Where is this guy?

Right now?

Driving the car I'm chasing.

Sure hope you know what you're doing.

Call you back.

Where you hiding?

Damn it!

F*** me.

Inmates 1764 and 1765,

report to the zoo.

I repeat, report to the zoo.

They tortured me again last night.

You were always

mentally tougher than me as a kid.

Remember?

You need to be now.

Begin battle.

Battle is over.

Inmates 1764, 1765, you've earned

two hours of sanctuary time.

Negative skeleton theory.

Use what they let you see

to map out what you can't see.

That's how the layout begins

to reveal itself to you.

Train your mind to look beyond

the physical wall that confines you.

There's a whole separate world

on the other side of the cells.

Hallways, interrogation,

infirmary, kitchen, HQ.

Right now, it's all negative space.

But not for long.

I'm gonna get us out of here.

F***.

Come on, Luke. Where are you?

This is the last number

Luke called on his cell.

Ruscho Geneva?

Should I get Hush in here?

No.

You know, someone once told me...

the single most important thing

to remember

in solving the hardest riddles

is that they're

designed to trick you.

Subvert against your own assumptions.

And my assumptions are telling me

that there's no way

that you would let Luke

go directly against company order.

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