Chapter Seven
Summer
in the city
We walked outside to the van Al had driven to the diner. It was old and rusty, I needed a Tetnis shot just for looking at it! One of the tires was a little low and the left taillight had a bullet hole in it. Also, the piece of crap on wheels didn't have a license plate; definitely, this old thing had seen better days. He opened the doors to reveal a black bag, explosives, wire cutters, two sets of walky-talkies, and about seven different guns. There was a Tek 9, a few Uzis, and my personal favorite, the Desert Eagle, Point Five O. About five different boxes, presumably full of ammo, stacked in the far back. Mr. Spot's mouth started to water as he gazed upon the arsenal. I new what the explosives were for, I, as usual, was going to crack the safe. Only problem was it was going to be more than cracked, it was going to be gone!
"Ok, here's how this is going down. Nice Guy is going to clip the security mainframe line, then he's going to give the signal to go in over the talkies, got that. That's when you five go in; I don't want a bloodbath on my hands, so no shooting unless it is totally necessary. You go in, Mr. Spots, Green and Grey will be working crowd control. We should be in and out with the stones in less than five minutes. Mr. Neon and Purple will be doing the safe. After we got the goods; Nice Guy, Spots, and Green will get in the van." Then he looked at us, "You three go in you're little red car. If something goes wrong, me meet back at the rendezvous."
We all stood there in silence. Al started passing out the guns. Mr. Spots got the Tek 9. Green got two Uzis. Me, Randall, and Deigo got the Eagles, plus what we had under our jackets. "Okay, lets go!" We all ran to the vehicles.
"This is going to be the best job I've ever done," I revved the engine. Randall and Deigo buckled up and cocked their guns, we were ready to go. After all the other guys got in the van it started to move and I put my foot on the pedal, and the car started to move. Slowly we pulled out onto the freeway. The diamonds place was about twenty miles away, so we had plenty of time to talk.
"So, what're you gonna' do with your share of the cash," Deigo was in the back straightening his tie. He put his .45 back in its shoulder holster and put the eagle in his pocket. Last he put on his shades. He looked back through the glass and turned back around.
I dunno'. Maybe buy a big house and all kinds of other stuff." Randall had already put his guns away, he had his shades on too, he ran one of his hands through his fronds. " I'll get my girl out of that safe house and in a nice home were we both can live. Maybe buy a few boats, some cars, and maybe a pet." Randall had a funny smile on his face; I could tell he was joking about the pet. He didn't really like animals, none of us really did. "How about you Val, what are you going to do?"
"I'm gonna' make up all my mistakes to Candy, that's what I'm gonna' do." Suddenly I had to slam on the breaks. Some old fart had pulled out in front of us in a car that was manufactured in the Stone Age. I honked the horn and passed her at about one ten. I left her in our dust and caught back up with the van.
Deigo was getting restless, and I could tell, "Heh, turn on the radio, lets get some tunes in this car. We want to do this right, right?" He smiled. I reached over to the dash and hit the power button. The radio crackled and fizzed while Randall dialed in a station.
*HOT TOWN SUMMER IN THE CITY BACK OF MY NECK GETTING DIRT AND GRITTY BEEN DOWN ISN'T IT A PITY DOESN'T SEEM TO BE A SHADOW IN THE CITY ALL AROUND PEOPLE LOOKING HALF DEAD WALKING ON THE SIDEWALK HOTTER THAN A MATCH HEAD
BUT AT NIGHT IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD GO OUT AND FIND A GIRL
COME ON, COME ON AND DANCE ALL NIGHT DESPITE THE HEAT IT WILL BE ALRIGHT AND BABE, DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S A PITY
THE DAYS CAN'T BE LIKE THE NIGHT IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY
IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY*
What ever station Randall had the radio on it was a good one. Deigo was in the back dancing in his seat. "This is great, thanks!" We were all jamming; it was only about ten minutes until we got to the joint.
*COOL TOWN, EVENING IN THE CITY DRESSED SO FINE AND LOOKING SO PRITTY COOL CAT LOOKIN FOR A KITTY GONNA LOOK IN EVERY CORNER OF THE CITY TILL I'M WEEZIN LIKE A BUS STOP RUNNING UP THE STAIRS GONNA MEET YA ON THE ROOF TOP
BUT AT NIGHT IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD GO OUT AND FIND A GIRL
COME ON, COME ON LETS DANCE ALL NIGHT DESPITE THE HEAT IT WILL BE ALRIGHT AND BABE, DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S A PITY
THE DAYS CAN'T BE LIKE THE NIGHT IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY
IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY*
The whole car was bouncing and rocking as we cruised down the road. We were all having a great time. Then the van turned on to the off ramp, so I had to swerved the car three lanes across the highway and through on the breaks so we didn't have a wreck. As for the other cars we shot in front of, the spun out and crashed, it didn't bother us we were gone.
*BUT AT NIGHT IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD
GO OUT AND FIND A GIRL
COME ON, COME ON LETS DANCE ALL NIGHT
DESPITE THE HEATIT WILL BE ALRIGHT
AND BABE DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S A PITY
THE DAYS CAN'T BE LIKE THE NIGHT
IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY
IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY
HOT TOWN SUMMER IN THE CITY*
The van stopped for a brief second. Fungus hopped out and ran into an alley. I turned off the radio. Deigo wasn't happy, "Heh, what why'd you do that?" "I'll tell you later." Then the van speed back up, I followed. We circled the block about three times before we both stopped. I turned on the walky and Al's voice buzzed on.
"Heh, anyone there?" I picked up, "Yeh." I answered. Al was screaming into the talky.
"Next time turn on your talker, numbskull! Ok? We're going in, so get ready." I looked over at my brothers and nodded. We pulled out our guns and got out of the car. The sun shone brighter than I ever remembered. The building was pretty plane, simple brick, and no signs, just an ordinary building. We gathered at the door. Al handed me the bag and explosives, it was now or never. In the distance a dog barked.
This version of "Summer in the City" is a song by the Loving Spoonful, so, no law suits.
We walked outside to the van Al had driven to the diner. It was old and rusty, I needed a Tetnis shot just for looking at it! One of the tires was a little low and the left taillight had a bullet hole in it. Also, the piece of crap on wheels didn't have a license plate; definitely, this old thing had seen better days. He opened the doors to reveal a black bag, explosives, wire cutters, two sets of walky-talkies, and about seven different guns. There was a Tek 9, a few Uzis, and my personal favorite, the Desert Eagle, Point Five O. About five different boxes, presumably full of ammo, stacked in the far back. Mr. Spot's mouth started to water as he gazed upon the arsenal. I new what the explosives were for, I, as usual, was going to crack the safe. Only problem was it was going to be more than cracked, it was going to be gone!
"Ok, here's how this is going down. Nice Guy is going to clip the security mainframe line, then he's going to give the signal to go in over the talkies, got that. That's when you five go in; I don't want a bloodbath on my hands, so no shooting unless it is totally necessary. You go in, Mr. Spots, Green and Grey will be working crowd control. We should be in and out with the stones in less than five minutes. Mr. Neon and Purple will be doing the safe. After we got the goods; Nice Guy, Spots, and Green will get in the van." Then he looked at us, "You three go in you're little red car. If something goes wrong, me meet back at the rendezvous."
We all stood there in silence. Al started passing out the guns. Mr. Spots got the Tek 9. Green got two Uzis. Me, Randall, and Deigo got the Eagles, plus what we had under our jackets. "Okay, lets go!" We all ran to the vehicles.
"This is going to be the best job I've ever done," I revved the engine. Randall and Deigo buckled up and cocked their guns, we were ready to go. After all the other guys got in the van it started to move and I put my foot on the pedal, and the car started to move. Slowly we pulled out onto the freeway. The diamonds place was about twenty miles away, so we had plenty of time to talk.
"So, what're you gonna' do with your share of the cash," Deigo was in the back straightening his tie. He put his .45 back in its shoulder holster and put the eagle in his pocket. Last he put on his shades. He looked back through the glass and turned back around.
I dunno'. Maybe buy a big house and all kinds of other stuff." Randall had already put his guns away, he had his shades on too, he ran one of his hands through his fronds. " I'll get my girl out of that safe house and in a nice home were we both can live. Maybe buy a few boats, some cars, and maybe a pet." Randall had a funny smile on his face; I could tell he was joking about the pet. He didn't really like animals, none of us really did. "How about you Val, what are you going to do?"
"I'm gonna' make up all my mistakes to Candy, that's what I'm gonna' do." Suddenly I had to slam on the breaks. Some old fart had pulled out in front of us in a car that was manufactured in the Stone Age. I honked the horn and passed her at about one ten. I left her in our dust and caught back up with the van.
Deigo was getting restless, and I could tell, "Heh, turn on the radio, lets get some tunes in this car. We want to do this right, right?" He smiled. I reached over to the dash and hit the power button. The radio crackled and fizzed while Randall dialed in a station.
*HOT TOWN SUMMER IN THE CITY BACK OF MY NECK GETTING DIRT AND GRITTY BEEN DOWN ISN'T IT A PITY DOESN'T SEEM TO BE A SHADOW IN THE CITY ALL AROUND PEOPLE LOOKING HALF DEAD WALKING ON THE SIDEWALK HOTTER THAN A MATCH HEAD
BUT AT NIGHT IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD GO OUT AND FIND A GIRL
COME ON, COME ON AND DANCE ALL NIGHT DESPITE THE HEAT IT WILL BE ALRIGHT AND BABE, DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S A PITY
THE DAYS CAN'T BE LIKE THE NIGHT IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY
IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY*
What ever station Randall had the radio on it was a good one. Deigo was in the back dancing in his seat. "This is great, thanks!" We were all jamming; it was only about ten minutes until we got to the joint.
*COOL TOWN, EVENING IN THE CITY DRESSED SO FINE AND LOOKING SO PRITTY COOL CAT LOOKIN FOR A KITTY GONNA LOOK IN EVERY CORNER OF THE CITY TILL I'M WEEZIN LIKE A BUS STOP RUNNING UP THE STAIRS GONNA MEET YA ON THE ROOF TOP
BUT AT NIGHT IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD GO OUT AND FIND A GIRL
COME ON, COME ON LETS DANCE ALL NIGHT DESPITE THE HEAT IT WILL BE ALRIGHT AND BABE, DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S A PITY
THE DAYS CAN'T BE LIKE THE NIGHT IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY
IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY*
The whole car was bouncing and rocking as we cruised down the road. We were all having a great time. Then the van turned on to the off ramp, so I had to swerved the car three lanes across the highway and through on the breaks so we didn't have a wreck. As for the other cars we shot in front of, the spun out and crashed, it didn't bother us we were gone.
*BUT AT NIGHT IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD
GO OUT AND FIND A GIRL
COME ON, COME ON LETS DANCE ALL NIGHT
DESPITE THE HEATIT WILL BE ALRIGHT
AND BABE DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S A PITY
THE DAYS CAN'T BE LIKE THE NIGHT
IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY
IN THE SUMMER IN THE CITY
HOT TOWN SUMMER IN THE CITY*
The van stopped for a brief second. Fungus hopped out and ran into an alley. I turned off the radio. Deigo wasn't happy, "Heh, what why'd you do that?" "I'll tell you later." Then the van speed back up, I followed. We circled the block about three times before we both stopped. I turned on the walky and Al's voice buzzed on.
"Heh, anyone there?" I picked up, "Yeh." I answered. Al was screaming into the talky.
"Next time turn on your talker, numbskull! Ok? We're going in, so get ready." I looked over at my brothers and nodded. We pulled out our guns and got out of the car. The sun shone brighter than I ever remembered. The building was pretty plane, simple brick, and no signs, just an ordinary building. We gathered at the door. Al handed me the bag and explosives, it was now or never. In the distance a dog barked.
This version of "Summer in the City" is a song by the Loving Spoonful, so, no law suits.