Chapter 43: The Heat Is On.

Alex was paralyzed with fear, the cold, icy feeling of a heist gone back creepy up her spine and numbing her bones with the insufferable cold.

As annoying as Michael could be she still felt like he was family, and she couldn't let anything happen to him, not after she left him.

But now here she was stuck staring a blank screen and fearing for his life.

"Alex is everything okay," Piper chimed in.

Alex felt fully paralyzed and couldn't bring herself to move a single muscle.

Shit, shit, shit.

"Alex, what is it?" Piper urged, fear flowing into her voice.

"It's Michael he's being chased by the police," Alex finally managed to utter.

"What? How could this happen?"

"It was the damn Russians. They have to be the ones who squealed on him."

"Fuck. So what do we do?"

"I don't know. Michael is the closest thing I ever had to a father I remotely was ok with. Now he's under attack, and I can't do a fucking thing to save him."

"Really?"

"Yeah, when the police show they show hard. If you run you're on the tracker. They call in all units for a chase if they can't tag you or get a license plate. Then they follow you wherever you go, and there's no way out unless you end them all. Michael was never the type, only Travis was ballsy enough to pull that shit off."

"Well we can't sit here and do nothing," Piper sighed.

"We're fucking screwed. He won't rat on us, but this is on me and there's nothing we can do about it."

"We'll see about that," Piper replied as fierce determination filled her voice.

Alex had no clue what Piper was planning. Fuck, she couldn't think at all with the bullets she was sweating. But whatever it was Piper was planning, she knew it must be brilliant.

Piper turned away from Alex and back to face World.

"World, Michael is under fire, do you have a visual?"

"This is which Michael on the planet earth?"

"The Michael in this operation we pulled, now don't be shitty. Alex's tracker should still be transmitting the coordinates, can you get a lock on the signal?"

"Yes, I have his location."

The main monitor pulled up a blinking red dot labeled, Michael.

"Good, now divert all available botnets to filling in local data and getting us visual contact with all hostiles and the target."

"Master, I have 9,834 botnets standing by. How many do you want here?"

"50 should suffice."

"Yes master."

The screen immediately became a jumbled mess of terminals and code speeding by as usual. Then, in a split second, the map with Michael's dot was back, but now the space around him was filled with an entire 3d model of the city. Behind him there were 5 police cars firing miniature bullets at his van.

"How did you fucking do that?" Alex asked, stunned.

"Simple, I…" World began.

"Can wait on the explanation."

"Very good master."

"Now World, map out all possible escape routes while scanning for all police vehicles. Then give me an update on all attempts at tracking the van and then jam all coms."

"Roger that."

And again the screen became a jumbled mess of code as World worked his magic. Then a second later a red box flashed on screen reading: NO ESCAPE.

"What do you mean by No Escape?" Alex questioned in outrage.

"There's no escape possible. There are 20 police cars blocking all possible escape routes."

"Damn it," Piper swore. "Wait, why don't you clear a path?"

"What?" Alex asked.

"The police cars here are brand new with plenty of features set up through computer chips, right? Now World can you hack in and acquire complete access to all vehicles and systems?"

"83% are equipped for full control, I can hack in within 7 seconds, 13.8 seconds to make it untraceable."

"Pull in 50 more botnets and make it untraceable," Piper shouted.

The hack was done in less than 5 seconds and the word, HACKED, flashed over every police car on screen.

"Good, now we need to make sure Michael knows where to go," Piper replied. "Look he's headed out of the city, right at their trap. They have spikes down over here on his current route and 2 police cars waiting to jump him. Now if he makes a right hand turn there's another car at this next intersection. But if that's gone, then there are only two more on this route and he's in the clear. So let's have some fun."

"Fun? What are you talking about, Michael is driving right into a trap," Alex managed.

"Not anymore he isn't. World execute your plan."

"Yes master."

Alex's heart was pounding in her mouth as she watched the screen vigilantly. She stared in disbelief as one of the cars hiding near the spies drove out in the middle of the road. If that wasn't enough it put on it's hazard lights and slowly backed over the spikes.

"What the hell just happened?" Alex stammered in disbelief.

"You'll see," Piper replied with a huge grin.

Then the other lurking police car drove out of where it was hiding and zoomed at high speeds towards Michael. The van immediately made a hard right at the intersection. The police cars moved to follow, but the car didn't stop moving forward at high speeds. Then it turned sideways and drifted in a perfect horizontal path as it smashed into four of the five police cars in pursuit.

"Wow," Alex marveled.

"I know right, but there's still one car in pursuit, and one right ahead. Hmm, World is there anything you can use as a viable ramp?"

"Yes master, there's a construction site with a viable ramp on the far side of the street."

"Good. Launch the car in pursuit at the one lurking ahead, this will be epic."

"Very good Master."

And Alex watched as the pursuit vehicle made a hard right into the construction site and disappeared. Then as Michael headed straight for the lurking police car it got taken down hard by the flying car, sending them both careening through a laundromat window.

Michael's van made a hard left and was headed straight for the last two police cars. They were speeding towards him side by side now.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Alex swore.

Piper turned to her casually, like they were enjoying a casual breakfast in a local diner. WIth a tone equally casual she mused, "Alex how do you want them to go down?"

"What?"

"You've got about three seconds to decide."

Alex couldn't manage anything but to stare. She was locked up, unable to think under all the pressure.

"Hmmm, I want something stylish World. How about they both merge into each other and fly apart into double rolls? Yeah, I like that. World execute my idea, but first blare some Highway to the Dangerzone out of both car's speakings."

"Very good Master."

And then Alex heard the classic beat as Dangerzone rocketed through the car's speakers at max volume, the police not having a clue what to do. Then a second later the two police cars slammed into each other and went into synchronous rolls around Michael's van.

"And now we are home free," Piper smiled. "It was almost too easy."

Author's Notes: And that's how we do a heist.