He had just slip pass the last layer of security out of the building. A duffle bag full of money and slung under his arm. Money stole from one of the corrupt politicians' vault. It was an easy in and out job to collect funds for some of the bigger jobs coming up. Too easy which led to him dropping his guard and didn't check the area before stepping out. Straddling his motorcycle that's when he saw them, phone up and unknown to him if it was to take a picture or call police. Either way it was a problem. Climbing off his bike Terra let's out a long sigh from under his mask. "You really shouldn't of done that."