[b]Lancaster Render - Thomas's Apartment - Thomas/Baylen/Demaro/Danielle[/b]

Lancaster nodded calmly to Thomas as he and Baylen filed into the apartment, taking a seat as Thomas requested. Lancaster was still a bit uncertain about this heist. He knew Thomas was smart and wouldn't let them get into too deep of shit but, Lancaster had to admit, he had known Thomas since he was 17 and this decision shocked him. It was very unlike him to take such a huge risk. But, perhaps, with the warehouse unsecured and all the other shit that was hitting the fan, he figured they needed to do this. Regardless, Lancaster remained silent as he awaited what would be the plan. 

When Danielle and Demaro arrived, it officially began. Lancaster had to admit, he was a bit shocked that Thomas was bringing Danielle in on this but hell if he was going to say anything. He had his wits about him and he didn't necessarily mind if the girl came along, as long as she pulled her weight and didn't make any stupid moves. The same went for the rest of them. While Lancaster didn't necessarily have a direct hands on involvement with the heist, his role was just as risky as the others. A high speed chase with the cops wasn't exactly a walk in the park. But Lancaster figured Thomas must have trusted that he would be able to shake the cops. He knew the streets of Crown City like the back of his hand, and had been into drag racing for a good part of his teen years. Sure, Lancaster Render could handle a few cops trailing his ass.

Everything seemed to be going fine. Lancaster knew what he would have to do, as did the others. Everyone silently nodded along with Thomas' seemingly well thought out plan...until Baylen spoke up. His face clenched and his tone noticeably enraged, he sprung to his feet. 

[b]"Yeah, I have a fucking question. Why the hell is pipsqueak coming along with us? We're not fucking babysitters, Thomas, and it's bad enough how risky this heist is to start with."[/b] 

Lancaster sat back in his chair slowly as Baylen went at it, throwing around insults and profanities like confetti on the fourth of July. As Lancaster usually did in situations like this, he kept his mouth sealed but his eyes and ears alert. His eyes glanced from face to face. First to Baylen's, then to Thomas', and then to Danielle's. Demaro seemed detached from the whole thing. But the thing about Baylen was, the confidence came along with the chattiness. Baylen was never afraid to speak his mind, even if he would be out of line. However, Lancaster was drawn to this quality, sometimes wishing he could possess it himself. Yet, he knew he would always be a peace keeper. 

As the argument escalated, Lancaster tried to inconspicuously stand from his chair and retrieve a beer from the fridge. Then, Thomas hit Baylen with the big question. 

[b]"Now; are you in this, or are you out?"[/b]