Smile for the camera

Frenchie the thief for hire, stands on the rooftop, the city stretching out beneath him like a glittering labyrinth. Dressed in a crimson jumpsuit, the signature look of a Money Heist mastermind, he adjusts the mask hanging loosely around his neck. The cool night air brushes against his skin, but his pulse remains steady—he’s always cool under pressure.

A small earpiece crackles to life. The voice on the other end is calm but urgent. "It's time."