Chapter 2
That night…
"Dim distract him!" Harry yelled.
Dim put on a pretty smile and walked over to the gentlemen in blue. He was quite dirty and looked very drunk. He carried a single suitcase and if anything of value were in it… they'd be getting away with it.
"Hi there." She soothed leaning close to him revealing cleavage. She noticed the man's good looks. No more than 25 she'd guess and he was a gorgeous site for her eyes.
He had dark hair; she wasn't sure how dark because of the light but it was short and wavy. His diamond blue eyes and birthmarks under his right eye and on his beautiful forehead appealed to her very much. However a good shave would do him justice and that black eye could use some work as well.
Harry got her attention and motioned her to keep going, as he didn't respond.
She didn't like her brother very much. He was very untrustworthy and blood relation or not, if it was to his benefit he'd sell you out before you could blink your eyes twice and stick out your tongue. And when he got drunk, he got dangerous. It scared her for many reasons.
"What's the matter honey? Cat got your tongue?" She tried to be nice and smile. He looked up at her. She glanced through the side of her eye and watched Harry reach the suitcase.
"No." The man said hoarsely.
"Your partner has got my bag." He said promptly with an English accent. Suddenly his arm snapped and he grabbed Harry's wrist, as he was just about to pull away.
"This is mine." He hissed and Harry attempted to wop him one. For some reason Dim couldn't let that happen. She stood and pushed herself between the two and watched as she was just thrown out of the way.
This is great. She thought as the two men fought on the bar.
"So much for our get away plan." She said aloud.
"HARRY! THE COPPERS ARE COMING!" I screamed as Harry heard the sirens. He turned his head to look out the window when the man punched him in the face and knocked Harry out.
Covering her own face she felt the cold handcuffs wrap around her wrists.
Dim, Harry, and the man all sat in the police station for the whole night. They were all exhausted and completely out of it.
Please R&R
That night…
"Dim distract him!" Harry yelled.
Dim put on a pretty smile and walked over to the gentlemen in blue. He was quite dirty and looked very drunk. He carried a single suitcase and if anything of value were in it… they'd be getting away with it.
"Hi there." She soothed leaning close to him revealing cleavage. She noticed the man's good looks. No more than 25 she'd guess and he was a gorgeous site for her eyes.
He had dark hair; she wasn't sure how dark because of the light but it was short and wavy. His diamond blue eyes and birthmarks under his right eye and on his beautiful forehead appealed to her very much. However a good shave would do him justice and that black eye could use some work as well.
Harry got her attention and motioned her to keep going, as he didn't respond.
She didn't like her brother very much. He was very untrustworthy and blood relation or not, if it was to his benefit he'd sell you out before you could blink your eyes twice and stick out your tongue. And when he got drunk, he got dangerous. It scared her for many reasons.
"What's the matter honey? Cat got your tongue?" She tried to be nice and smile. He looked up at her. She glanced through the side of her eye and watched Harry reach the suitcase.
"No." The man said hoarsely.
"Your partner has got my bag." He said promptly with an English accent. Suddenly his arm snapped and he grabbed Harry's wrist, as he was just about to pull away.
"This is mine." He hissed and Harry attempted to wop him one. For some reason Dim couldn't let that happen. She stood and pushed herself between the two and watched as she was just thrown out of the way.
This is great. She thought as the two men fought on the bar.
"So much for our get away plan." She said aloud.
"HARRY! THE COPPERS ARE COMING!" I screamed as Harry heard the sirens. He turned his head to look out the window when the man punched him in the face and knocked Harry out.
Covering her own face she felt the cold handcuffs wrap around her wrists.
Dim, Harry, and the man all sat in the police station for the whole night. They were all exhausted and completely out of it.
Please R&R
