#c; devran

With the leadership of the Ghost Riders doing some filling in, Brookie offered help to Oxana for whatever she needed. It gave her something to do and focus on during the day. She liked the tasks, which made her feel semi-important for once. Stepping into the country club, she had a manilla envelope to pass on to some, she didn't pay to much attention to the directions when they were being explained but it was written on the front. She walked to the desk and looked down, "I'm looking for a..." she pauses to read the name. "Devran? Sahin." Her voice had a questioning tone to it, but as a commanding voice came from behind her, she started and turned around, "I'm guessing that is you?"

The heist was going down and the van was parked a good amount away to not be noticed. Taping away at her keyboard she looked up at the young leader, "Are you ready for this?" She asked as she hacked into the building's security system and brought all the camera angles up on the screen. "We are gonna have to loop in some static footage, move Bellamy leaving down in the time frame to match up with the explosion, so we have to wait for that to go down first."

"No no, you are doing it wrong Billy." Zak huffed, "You need to take the belt off first." He went on to give a few more instructions. He hated this, not being able to work either. Oxana would have his head if she knew he was here trying to micromanage his workers, he said he was just grabbing some papers. Zak flicked his eyes up to see Devran walking in. "Checking in on me?" He asked with a small laugh, "Thanks for cleaning this place up, the upstairs looks great. Thanks."

Up until recently, Derin let herself like being at the hotel. Things had been going well since her arrival. She avoided her father and brother and was rebounding with Dilan. It was usually one of the former that pissed her off and ruined her mindset. And she often let Dilan go down as collateral when that happened. Things reminded her that they were not treated the same, they had different expectations since their mother passed and that brought resentment between them. Derin was trying to shove it down because she was enjoying her time with Dilan. As Derin was heading out of the lobby, Dev was coming in. She spotted him, eye contact was made and she tried to turn away and walk in the other direction but it was too late. "Fuck" she mumbled to herself. "Brother. What a crappy day it turned out to be."

"Brother" Derin greets as Devran approaches her where she is stood at the bar. She had been avoiding him since her return. She had skipped out on the thanksgiving lunch which took much convincing that she was sick. "What do you want?" She said as she sipped her drink, not caring to keep up the pleasantries.

"Mr. Sahin." Zak said as he greeted Devran. With an outstretched arm for a shake. The two had been working a little together recently but there was still room for more now that the ghost riders officially picked a side. "Lovely to see all your people out tonight. Though I have to say I feel like something big is coming." He exhaled as he waved a bartender over. "I'm sorry about your business burning down, the Gallery. Let me know if there is anything we can do to help."