《One man army in a marvel universe》Money troubles
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As I snuck in the house, I keep my head on a swivel turning toward any small sound or movement in my peripheral vision. So far so good, the first place I spoted some gangster, was on the couch in the living room. Two of them were sitting on the couch watching tv, both soundly asleep. As I drew closer, I could see bricks of drugs on the table. Some duffle bags beside the couch, half filled with bricks size packages of drugs. I wasn't sure if that was cocaine, heroin or something else, either way it wasn't what I was looking for. Before moving on, I made sure too spray both sleeping men in the face, insurance just in case they manage to wake up before I was done.
Walking around the house, I found a few other on the ground or sitting in a chair. I even found one right in front of the front door, no doubt he was on some kind of watch. For every one I found, I aways gave an extras spray. The first floor was clear, now I wasn't sure if I should go up or down.
"Well, what do I know from movies?" I click my tong in annoyance. This was one of those moment that having a partner would've been a good thing. "Sadly, I don't trust anyone enough, too be part of this little project of mine, the risk of taking someone else in, is just not worth it." I spoke in a soft quiet tone, unsure if someone could hear me.
After taking a few seconds, I figure I should start from upstairs. Their was a higher chances of someone accidentally waking up on the second floor, beside it was less likely that their was someone down in the basement. Making my way upstairs, I tried as best I could, in minimizing any sound I made. Sadly just like lock picking, I found myself terribly lacking of a professional teaching me these delicate expertise. Christ, another thing that needed to be put on my list of skills too improve, that thing is getting really long.
Searching the first room, inside was a bed on it was a guy with his pants down, he was leening on a girl with his arms around her, she had her head buried in the bed, with her naked ass up in the air for all the world to see. This was a moment were I wasn't sure If I should be laughing or crying.
Sighing on my rotten luck, I kick the guy off the bed with his dick waving in the air, away from the girl. Sprayed his ugly stupid face, okay I might have kick him, a few times more then necessary. As for the girl, I place her in a more comfortable sleeping position, I also admit, of ogling her assets a little. After wiping the drool away, I covering her up in a blanket. With one more reluctant looked, I spayed her in the face, on my way out I pause once more at the door before turning and taking another look. Taking a deep breath in calming my raging teen hormones, before moving on with my sweep of the floor.
As I distractedly check other rooms, I keep having a twisted sense on guilt and remorse about the girl. On one hand, I no doubt violated her privacy, but on the other, it would have been the perfect selfie moments, if only I had a cell phone.
Then I hit the motherload, as I enter the master bed room, right in front of me was one of the gangster. He was kneeling on the floor, his head and an arm was on the bed. It seem I had pick my moment just right, as he was in the process of either emptying or filling the small bed side safe. Its door was wide open, giving me an easy access too all that was inside, money lots of money.
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The smile on my face was wide and bright, but I held myself back from jumping around in joy. I did alow a few air fists bump, okay I may or may not have done a little jig.
Happily spraying the sleepying man in the face, I even mimic the motion of kissing him on the head with my mask. Giving him a few thumb up, as well as a few finger guns pointed toward him all the while saying thing like. "My man, my boy my dude." I'm now a little embarrass, since even I feel I went a little over board, after I pick up his arm form a fist with his hand, and bumb it with mine.
I sheepishly left the room, continuing in my sweep, once the second floor was clear. That left me the basement too clear before collecting all the spoils. On my way down stairs, I was feeling pretty good about the whole operation. Of course as I came down the stairs, I slowly got a better handled on my emotion, taking a deep breath I calmed my excite beating heart a little. Still on the high from the money upstairs, thankfully I had mannage in reigning back my distracted emotion, so that I could better focus on the task at hand.
Taking a few more calming breathes before opening the door. I open the basement door, or not, as it turn out, this was the closest. My face became red in embarrasment, slowly closing the door I felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on my head. Any cockiness I had previously on my lucky find, was now gone. Only too be replace by a good old sense of reallity.
After walking around I finally found the real door to the basement, I also made a quick promise that if I was to ever write any memoirs, I would edit this little part out. While I was thinking about that, I realize that the basement door incident wasn't the only thing I would have to edit. Grumbling under my breath, that a memoir was to troublesome any way.
Stepping down into the basement I found another surprise, on the right side of the stairs their seem to be a full blowned weed garden. Rows upon rows of potted plants basking in artificial light, It seem the basement of the house had been modified in order too hold all this. On the left side of the room which was smaller compare to the right, their was another safe. This one was much larger and bigger then the one upstairs, unfortunately this one was close shut. So, no lucky break, good thing their was enough weapons or explosives lying around the house to help me open this thing up.
"Well aren't you a big one? Gona see if I can't fine a more quiet way too open you up." I said as I slowly petted the safe door.
Shaking my head, I looked around the basement. Hey maybe one of them just left the combination for the safe lying around. Sadly no such luck, so with a sigh. I got to work, going all over the house looking for things too help me break the door open.
"Damn It, looks like I need to make a trip." This was slowing things down, my inexperience was bluntly showing its self. My thinking that I could just wing it, turn out not being the best plan. My only saving grace, was that I could almost leave the place alone, being sure that no one would wake up. The risks I was taking is also obvious, if someone arrive before I came back, everything could fall apart fast. Then it was a good thing I found that the bed side safe open, it insured at the very least some form of profit, out of this venture in case things went sideway.
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Going up the stairs, I grab a duffle bag from the living room on my way up. Getting back in the bed side safe room, I started throwing all the money in the bag, once it was empty up, I had to go on a hunt for the car keys. A few minutes checking everyone's pockets, I finaly found them on the guy by the door. "Hun, so he wasn't guarding the door, maybe he was on his way out?"
Suddenly the door bell rang, I froze this isn't good. I had just drag the sleeping door guard on the side as I was checking for keys. I was now hovering over him as the door bell rang a second time. I panic a little, but manage to keep it together enough too stiffly move toward the door. I check in the peep hole as the door rang a third time, looking in the hole, outside was a pizza delivery guy. I took a second in thinking about my next move, should I open the door? But if I do, their will be one person who would possibly see my face. Because I can't just answer the door with my mask on, its way to suspicious.
I could spay the delivery guy, but then were do I put him? Inside with all the sleeping gangster, then hope that their are all an understanding bunch, after finding a stranger inside their den, and their money gone. Nope, the best plan would no doubt be, to not answering the damn door. So I waited, as the delivery guy went from ring to banging until he spoke. "Guys, let me in, what the hell? Open the damn door!"
That when it hit me, he wasn't just some delivery guy, he knew them. So I open the door, before the delivery guy could yell anything, I sprayed him in the face. He had a angry expression that turn surprise then confused, as I blasted him full of sleeping gas in his face. I caught him in mid fall as I drag him inside, then went back for the pizzas.
So now I had a new problem, this whole night had not gone according to plan. After patting the delivery guy down, I found his car keys, looking down on the guy. I came up with a an idea that could confuse any future investigation. Taking off the delivery jacket and hat, I put them on. Next I place the pizzas in the kitchen, it woukd do nicely for a late night snack with all the work, I need too do tonight.
I left the pizzas in their covering to keep them warm, not like I wasn't coming back. Taking the duffle bag, making sure I keep my head down as I went out the door. I walk to the delivery car, if anyone paid any attention, they would notice that the delivery guy seem much shorter then he previously was.
Getting in the car I started it without any problem, I was suddenly grateful for the vague memory on driving I had. Even for a twelve year old, I was a little taller then average. This played out perfectly to my advantage, when it came to reaching the petals and seeing out the dashboard. Getting out of park I drove smoothly in the direction of the car parking lot.
On my way I drove carefully, not wanting to attract any attention. I did not need a fricking police car chases right now. Enough bull shit had happen tonight, I was torn in wondering if keeping my ski mask on was a good idea or not. Since not attracting attention was the name of the game, I was now playing. Keeping the mask was a risk, but on the other hand showing my face was also a risk. Bitting my lip in nervousness, I opted in keeping my mask for now.
I let out a breath of relief, I made it too the car lot without attracting any negative attention. Finding the car from the gambler home I park beside it, openning the door I took the duffle bag full of money. Opening the gambler car trunk, I place the duffle bag inside. I then took out other empty bags, placing them in the pizza delivery car. Going back to the gambler car I took out tools I had prepare before in case I would need to quietly open a safe door. Once the final tool was back in the delivery car, I lock the gambler car, walk back to the delivery car and left the parking lot.
Driving back was as nerve wracking as the drive to the parking lot, thankfully I had somehow not seen or spoted any police car so far tonight. I was hopeful that this was going to go on, for the rest of the night. Coming in the driveway, I park the car a little before the garage door. Still with the jacket and hat, I got out of the car toward the front door. Making my way to the garage from the inside of the house. Once their, It took me a few moment in finding the garage door switch. Walking back outside I drove the delivery car inside the garage. Parking the car I flip the switch once more, closing the door.
Once the door was close, I took a moment in taking in their car. If I wasn't mistaken it was a mustang, my head clock sideway. "I feel like I've seen this car somewere? Does it belong to someone? What a minute, of cours that move! What was it called, fast and something, was it angry? Fast and angry. Maybe? Meh not that important, nice car. Shame I can't keep it."
Shaking my head from the foggy wisper of something I had seen in my previous life. I concentrated on the task on hand. Opening the trunk I took out the tools and bags, taking a little more time in organizing this mess. I didn't want to make too many trips taking the tools downstairs .
I manage in stuffing everything in two bags, as I made my way inside I grimace in thinking of all the time I could save, if I wasn't alone on this heist. "Well I didn't really think this through now did I. Still it not like I can go, hey Naomi Im going to commit a crime, and I was wondering if you could bend that white knight heros core personality that you have, for a more gray shadier part. Yeah Im sure she would have love that, I'm already on thine ice as it is with her. No need in adding fuel in risking her completely giving up on me."
Finally making it downstairs, I took a moment too look at my first scavenging trial in the house. In a organize mess was guns, ammo, a few hand weapons like knives, bats, crow bars and of course a few explosive. I had scratch the idea of using any of it, all of it pose the same problem. Except the hand weapons, but they themselves were useless, and the ones who could do some progress on the door. They all would attract to much attention, constant gun fire or loud explosive blast, would've had cops crawling all over here, before I could properly cover my tracks. Or at the very lest, give me time in doing the most in covering up, anything that could potentially point toward me.
Opening the bags, I took out a little something special. My mother had been working on a spray that could seal wounds, or that could give fast relief too sore muscles. Sadly she was still working on it, because it had a really nasty side effect. The formulas was still to potent, instead of sealing or relieving it just down right froze stuff. So bad for anybody that came to close to it, but perfect in getting metal to freeze.
I had recreated the formulas on my own, I was reluctant in carrying this stuff with me in case of an accidental breach in the container. This stuff would've turn me into an ice sculpture, so I left it in the car in parking lot, just in case on the worst happened.
"Okay, lets get this bad boy open."
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