"Owen stay on your side of the sky!" Katrina called through their comms as they flew through the clouds, the two barely getting close to each other but Katrina wanting to start bickering with them anyways.

"My side?! You stay on your side!" Owen fired back.

"Both of you shut up before I knock you both out of the sky!" Deckard intervened.

"Killjoy," Katrina said.

"Just be glad Hats isn't here. Between her, Kats and I, Decks would've crashed landed to save himself hours ago," Owen commented making his sister laugh and Deckard roll his eyes even though no one could see it.

"Last one to the plane pays for dinner," Katrina challenged before shooting for it as it came into sight, pushing the thrusters on her wingsuit to the max.

As she neared the plane Deckard swooped past her, Owen right on top of her as he pressed the button that overridden the door to the cargo hold, forcing it to open.

One at a time, they ditched their wings as they rolled onto the ramp and into the cargo hold, taking cover behind some crates as they removed their flight gear.

"Looks like you're paying for dinner, O," Katrina smiled at Owen who was ducked behind another crate next to hers and Deckard's.

"You two rigged that. Somehow," Owen insisted as the cargo door closed behind them. "This is a nice plane. I'm gonna enjoy having this," he said as he readied his gun.

"Hey, don't go getting any ideas. You and planes don't have a good history," Deckard chastised his little brother, Katrina smiling at his protectiveness.

"No shit," Owen agreed as he let his fear take hold of him for one second before pushing it down.

"Ok, let's go Scarface, Kats. These arseholes aren't going to kill themselves," Deckard said as they ran forward, his gun ready, Katrina with two.

A beep then alerted the trio to the security camera in the corner.

"Surprise," Deckard said, Katrina and Owen grinned. 

Cipher would definitely be surprised to see them. Deckard was supposed to be dead, Owen in a coma and Katrina in jail.

After a three count, the doors opened, Deckard taking the ones on the left, Owen the right and Katrina got the stairwell.

"Get to the pilot, he's got the second key," Katrina said to Owen as she handed him one of her guns and picked up another from one of the dead bodies.

"Wait for our signal. It's gotta be done at the same time," Deckard added as they set off.

"Give Cipher my regards," Owen said as he journeyed up the stairs and the couple along the corridor.

Time to kill a ghost.