Chapter 44: Post Heist.
"Hey Michael are you alright?" Alex burst out as soon as the other end of the phone connected.
Her heart was in her mouth, her hands shaking uncontrollably.
"I think so," Michael sighed. "One minute we were under serious heat, the next all their cars crashed and we got away home free. I've never seen luck like that before."
"That wasn't luck Michael. I got a little assistance on my end."
"Wait, that was you?"
"Yep. Police cars are easy enough to hack apparently."
"Damn girl, that was pretty fucking impressive. I might need you for the next job."
"Fuck you for thinking that," Alex laughed. "What about the money, do you have it or did you try to bribe the cops gunfire with it?"
"Yeah kid, my team's got it and the panthers and chinese texted the same from their end. The russians are staying dark though."
"I know, it fucking sucks. I'm sure they're the ones who got to you, but I have no leads on them."
"Wait, they fucking ratted us out?"
"Looks like."
"Damn. If you get any leads I want to make sure those sons of bitches pay for trying to backstab me. I'll be in touch when I have more intel on the cash."
"Good, I'll call you later. Bye."
Alex hung up the phone and laid her head down against the hardwood desk.
"Hey my millionaire girlfriend, are you ready to celebrate?" Piper asked with a coy smile.
"Did we just actually pull that off?" Alex asked incredulously, still staring into the desk.
"Fuck yeah we did. The money has been scrambled, and your teams were badass there Al. I mean you were so good and so confident, that was just fucking amazing."
Confident, what the hell was Piper talking about?
"Yeah, I'm just glad it's over."
"Yes, I am too," World agreed. "I just made the transfer of the $1.5 million to cover the parole bond. Now Piper is home free for the foreseeable future."
That news brought a smile to Alex's lips. She finally felt happy having saved Piper, and that her plan had actually worked out well enough.
"So we did it, we made it," Alex sighed. "Over 5.5 million in electronic funds and at least an extra mil or two in cash. We actually fucking did it. I feel like I'm just waking up from a trance, or a bad dream. I mean, we fucking did it."
"Damn right we did, and it was amazing. My dad's going to fucking freak when he finds out he lost all this money. Insurance will cover most of it, but it'll drain his resources to make sure the guys laundering money are paid off so they don't put a cap in the back of his head. And the media is going to put the heat on him now. I can't wait to see the anger and rage in his pathetic face."
"Me too babe…" Alex sighed.
Because of me at least 17 people are dead. If I hadn't done this, the russians wouldn't have gunned them down. This is on me, it's my fault...
"So let's go and fucking celebrate," Alex said, faking a smile.
"Good, you two deserve it," World agreed. "While you have your fun I'm going to make sure all the money is secure. Do you want me to test out my new and improved trading bots?"
"Sure World. Start with half a million and see what you can do," Piper advised.
"Of course. I also noticed some key details about the Russian mob. I have a few terabytes of data on them. Do you want me to look into uncovering more about them?"
Alex stared back in anger. She remembered what the Russians had done to all those innocent people as a warning.
I'll make you fucking pay for that you pricks.
"World I want everything you can find on them so they can pay for what they've done," Alex replied coldly.
"Very good. I will get to it."
Alex closed the door and breathed out a sigh. It was a win, yet the day's troubles still crawled through Alex's body like long needles.
"Well you sure look tense."
"I know, I just can't stand what the Russians did."
"I know, but we handled it and Michael got away free."
Wait a minute, Piper must not have seen the innocent people those brutes gunned down. Maybe that was for the best, and she didn't need to ruin the moment.
"Yeah. So would you like some champagne?"
"Yes please."
Alex cross the room to the kitchen. She took a bottle out of the fridge and popped the cork, expertly pouring two glasses of the gold, sparkling liquid.
"How about a toast," Alex said as she held up her glass. "To a job well done…"
"And to snacking on pussy for the rest of this day," Piper added.
"Oh, I love it when you read my mind."
They clinked glasses and took a swig of the champagne. It tasted as excellent as usual. Piper downed the rest of her glass and smiled seductively at Alex.
"What, we're not going to finish the bottle before we fuck?"
"Alex, I haven't had an orgasm all fucking day. I've been dealing with a lot of numbers and emotions. I need this. Afterwards we can drink as much as you want and watch some movies or something. I don't know, for once we are actually free. We have enough money to live on forever… so let's fuck, cause I need to fucking cum."
Alex smiled back as she pulled Piper into a passionate kiss, the scene of the shooting still playing out before her closed eyes. Then it was gone with the taste of Piper.
Everything was going to be alright.
Author's Notes: If only most college students had this much initiative right? Oh right, their tired as hell. I take it back. Still seven million isn't bad for a day's work. I've seen better, but overall not bad.
Here's to a good week and 12.1% gain on my portfolio. Maybe World's trading bots can do better, but I'll take it.
