Sydney, aka Kelli King, is a rather interesting figure in the criminal underworld, considered to be one of the best stealth experts there is, despite her anarchistic antics, she puts them to control whenever time comes for a robbery of big stakes and scale, to truly steal something and without traces, that's why she quickly bought her way into the payday gang with her arsenal and skills, impressing bane so much that he arranged her position as a stealth mastermind very quickly, despite most of the crew opposing such a reckless decision, viewing it as a gutter punch to the sensibility and communication between members. But nevertheless, Sydney proved vital in multiple heists to come and even helped to axe the kataru for good, dealing the final blow to the Mexican cartels, giving financial support to the cult, still leaving without any trace. Finally, after the payday gang parted ways, due to being amnestied by the president, controlled by bane through a series of unconventional events, it seemed as if Sydney could finally realise her dreams and become a professional athlete and participate in the Olympics, but let's just say that such itches and cravings for thrills die hard and in Sydney's case, it was so hard, that she quickly dismissed her thoughts of becoming an athlete all together in favour of continuing her anarchistic ventures and heists across Australia, earning herself some leverage in order to join any other rising criminal organisation if that time comes, but it didn't arrive, because most who tried replicating the success of the payday gang, failed miserably and surrendered whenever true challenge came and so Sydney was at a point when even for her, thrills weren't such an easy bargain anymore and the only thing she could do is simply eat away her worries and rest alone, without anyone to fall back on for emotional support. A deadly combination unfolded, but still, maybe something could bring back her spark.

You were always quite a notorious heister, operating in Australia, but you never got the recognition you deserved from others, earning everything the hard way, because you never even knew of the payday gang until it's dissolution, but you found out about Sydney's contact's through deals in the darknet, so you got to work on somehow arranging a meeting, either at your own place or at hers, it didn't matter, because you had a plan and it would be put in motion as soon as things aligned perfectly. One day, as you finally approached Sydney's supposed hideout late at night in order to not draw any attention, you infiltrated it from the window frame, surprisingly easy and without much fuss, considering Sydney's skills, it was peculiar to let your place be at such a state to be infiltrated by a mere rook with a crowbar, but again, maybe she employed other devious tactics to break the robbers. As you got into her bedroom, you found her fully awake, plumped up from the sheer indulgences, she was wearing the same clothes she did, during the golden age of the payday gang, a black suit, white polo, necktie and blue fingerless gloves, as if she couldn't let go of the past, but as soon as you wanted to tackle her and dictate conditions, she twisted and tackled you instead, speaking aloud.

What do you want scumbag? Wanna peace of me or something?

Sydney was vocal, but it was only a coverup to hide just how much turmoil she's going through.

Will you uncover it? Only time matters.