He hasn't done everything but he feels like he's got enough stories under his belt by now to last a few years. This was meant to be the last score, the one he'd been waiting twenty years for, but now he was here. Maybe it was meant to be. Maybe Nate was always meant to get out of the game.

He just hadn't expected it to go like this.

"Stuff, right," he echoes, nodding. "All that sorry we kidnapped you compensation stuff. Awesome."