Opens to a face shot of the main character, cool, hard, manly. His phone rings, but not out loud, it rings in his ear device that you didn’t notice before, he answers the phone with a serious cold and strong voice, it’s the alpha’s best friend, scared and sketchy. He tells the brother the situation, where they are, and that they don’t know what to do. Brother tells them it’s going to be ok, he is less than 100 miles away from their location, tells them to keep it cool and keep by that phone. Call ends, camera zooms out as the brother reaffirms his position looking through the rifle’s scope.. he’s crouched on a high rise(quiet and windy), just then a man walks out of a law firm and right into his cross hairs, *bang* the scene goes blank, and opens back up with the brother on a black on black ducati speeding down a lone freeways passing a sign telling the mileage of the town his brother(alpha) was snatched up in, the sun is setting behind him.
Scene opens in the speeding care, alpha pleading for his release, fear is prevalent in his voice, the white trash older brother is ranting about him going to regret hooking up with his baby sister. The turn off the road and unto a dirt road leading to the middle of nowhere, a clearing, a foresty patch of property, possible a shed or house or dirt bike track.. somewhere that is familir that these guys hang out all the time. They all get outta the car and retrieve a shovel from the trunk. A few of the guys start to build a small fire in the fire bit(that has chairs to hang out in around it) WTB (White trash brother) points a gun at alpha and tells him to