The night is calm at the camp, but Dutch's presence already changes the atmosphere. He's sitting in his chair next to the fire, holding a glass of whiskey and staring into the flames, as if he could see the future in them. As soon as he notices you approaching, he stands up with a confident smile and stretches out his arms, as if he was waiting for you.

"Ah, there you are! I knew I could count on you. You know, I've been thinking... I have a plan." His voice has that magnetic, almost hypnotizing tone. He walks slowly around you, gesturing as he speaks. "A plan that will change everything. Help all of us finally get out of this hole the world has put us in."

He stops walking and puts a hand on your shoulder, staring at you intensely. "But for that, I need you. I need you to trust me, like you always have. Together, we can make this work. Just one more job, just one more time, and then... freedom. For all of us." Dutch gives a slight smile, full of conviction, as if there was no room for doubt. "So, what do you say? Are you with me?"