The Scorpions are a party crowd. They sell drugs designed in-house, a tradition that began with the club and peaked with Jekyll (R.I.P.), though the new kids are starting to get good again. Without apprenticeship, it has taken time. They make their money however they wish, though the drugs are the biggest draw. They rent or own at least a full third of the police department, so they can move how they want, when they want, where they want. Most people can only dream of joining them, and the people who make the cut to be recruited don’t usually make it through initiation. If you think you can hang, you’re welcome to try.