Chapter Nine
Serious Business
"Hey, pull over." The bleeding from my front frond had almost stopped. It had been bleeding four the last thirty minutes. The car slowed to a stop. Randall looked back at me, "Why?" We had all been hauling for bear from the robbery. "You know how Deigo said the cops got to that place pretty fast." Randall looked at me, "Yeh." I looked at him and Deigo.
"I think we was set up. It was too fast. It's like those guys had that place staked out. Even if Fungus hadn't cut the alarm we would have had an average time of four and a half minutes before the cops got there." "Well, I think we were set up. And whoever set us up knows about the rendezvous point." By now Randall and Deigo were looking at me like I had just shot one of them. They looked at each other. "If that is true, maybe we should stash the goods." I smiled. "Exactly, and if the place is swarming with cops we can run and get the stuff."
"Yeh, and where do we go after that?" Deigo was looking kinda' freaked out. "Randall." He looked at me. "Yeh?" "Didn't you work at that power plant place one time, before you started this business?" I read it in a magazine in prison that he had worked at some place called Milestone Ink. Or some place like that.
Yeh, why?" I smiled, "Well, if things go sour, we go to that place and we escape into the human world. They'll never find us there!" Randall looked at me and pulled the sunglasses off of his face and smirked. "Why didn't I think of that? That's brilliant! It would work!" Deigo looked at me and frowned. He straightened his tie and unbuttoned his jacket.
"Yeh, but what would the other guys think of that, they won't be happy." I looked at him and patted him on the shoulder, "We stick together, and if anybody tries to kill my brothers I'll kill em'. We'll be fine. And who says anybody else survived."
Randall unlocked the car doors, "I guess, where exactly are we going to hide the stones?" We had parked near an old abandoned building. It had yellow tape on the entrance and the doors and windows were boarded up. It almost looked like Al's office, only nicer. There was no sign that anybody was living in it, the old place seemed pretty good to me. Deigo looked over at the building I was looking at, "We could probably hide them in there." Deigo was looking around for a place to park.
"Hey, Rand'. Pull over into that alley. It's better then sitting out on the street in a stolen car with a blood soaked interior." Randall nodded and slowly he maneuvered the black car into the filthy alleyway.
We sat in the alley for a few minutes before I spoke up. "Ok, Randall. You run in there and hide the stones, we'll watch out for cops. If we see anything we'll honk the horn, and you climb down the building and jump in the car and we'll get out of here." He looked at me like I was crazy. "Come on Rand', I'm bleeding over here." I held my blood-covered hand up to his face as a joke. "Oh, it's a gusher. I'm dying back here and you're arguing about who does what." We all knew I was playing around. The bleeding had already stopped, we Boggs are quick healers, you know what I mean.
"What about Deigo over here, he aint' mortally wounded." Randall smiled and put his shades back on. I had lost mine when we were running. "Come on Rand' you owe me. Remember that time in Lanchast . ." His smiled fell from his face at the mention of that incident. "Ok, ok. I'll do it, but don't you bring that story up, again. EVER again."
"Thanks Randall, I really appreciate it, I really do." "Forget about it, I'll be back in five minutes." He climbed out of the car and walked over to the building. With one kick he had broken the boards over the doorway and disappeared through the back entrance. We sat there and waited.
"Hey, Deigo, I never asked you, how's it working with you and Lizzy?" Deigo smiled at the mention of her name, "I forgot to tell you. We got engaged about six months ago." I smiled, "That's great man, I'm happy for ya'. When are you two going to get married?"
He rubbed his hand through his silver fronds and laughed, "I don't know, I guess I don't want to go to fast on these things. I don't want to jinx it." "I love her so much; I don't want anything to happen to her. I don't know why I did this robbery. I should have gotten a job after I escaped from prison."
"You didn't tell me you escaped from prison." Deigo looked at me and smiled, "You didn't think I was going to do a life sentence now, did you?" I just looked at my brother and smiled. "Yeh, I thought you'd try to escape or something. I would have done the same thing." I reached for the dash and flicked on the radio. A deadpan voice moaned over the car speakers.
*Your listening to K-B-I-L-L-Y, K-Billy's Super Sounds of the Seventies, were the seventies survive. That was the Little Green Bag and Coconut. I'll be back after a commercial break on K-Billy's. *
I saw Randall walking out of the building. He placed the boards back on the door and started walking toward the car. I reached down and clicked of the radio. Randall climbed back in the car and started the ignition. The car rumbled alive and the motor purred steadily as he put his foot on the pedal. The rest of the way to the warehouse we talked about the robbery. None of us knew what had happened. "Mr. Spots went crazy and wasted like twenty people and the cops showed up." Randall was driving the car down the highway. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it up.
"I didn't know you smoke Randall." I was surprised. "It aint' good for you." He took a drag and threw it out the window.
"Sorry. Anyway, it's like the cops had been there but they waited for something to happen. And for them to hear what was going on somebody had to be wearing a wire.' Randall was really getting into what he was saying.
I looked at him. "So, if a guy has a wire on him, that makes him the rat." Deigo kept looking back for the cops. He turned back around. "Maybe it isn't such a good idea to be going back to the warehouse. If the cops are there we won't be able to escape again, right?" I frowned, "Yeh, but if the cops aren't there and we don't show up Al will have all three of us smoked, even in the human world. He has hitmen every ware. Al aint' a guy to mess around with" We decided it was best to go on to the rendezvous.
Finally we got to the warehouse. Randall brought the car to a slow stop and we got out. As we walked toward the door I noticed there was another car parked out in front of the place. "Looks like somebody else made it out of that place alive." I drew my .45 just in case. Randall and Deigo did the same. We stepped through the door and found Mr. Green lying in a corner in a puddle of his own blood. He was covered in it and he was screaming like a baby. He had a wound I could fit my fist through in his gut. It was pouring blood and there was nothing we could do about it.
Standing over him was Mr. Spots. He had a bloody bullet wound over his left shoulder. Apparently a guard from the store got in one shot before he met his maker. His shirt was covered in dark red blood too. He turned around and looked at us straight in the face. He smiled.
"The song Little Green Bag is by George Baker Selection and Coconut is by Harry Nilsson. As for K-Billy's Super Sounds, that imaginary station was feature in Reservoir Dogs and it was just too funny to leave out."
"Hey, pull over." The bleeding from my front frond had almost stopped. It had been bleeding four the last thirty minutes. The car slowed to a stop. Randall looked back at me, "Why?" We had all been hauling for bear from the robbery. "You know how Deigo said the cops got to that place pretty fast." Randall looked at me, "Yeh." I looked at him and Deigo.
"I think we was set up. It was too fast. It's like those guys had that place staked out. Even if Fungus hadn't cut the alarm we would have had an average time of four and a half minutes before the cops got there." "Well, I think we were set up. And whoever set us up knows about the rendezvous point." By now Randall and Deigo were looking at me like I had just shot one of them. They looked at each other. "If that is true, maybe we should stash the goods." I smiled. "Exactly, and if the place is swarming with cops we can run and get the stuff."
"Yeh, and where do we go after that?" Deigo was looking kinda' freaked out. "Randall." He looked at me. "Yeh?" "Didn't you work at that power plant place one time, before you started this business?" I read it in a magazine in prison that he had worked at some place called Milestone Ink. Or some place like that.
Yeh, why?" I smiled, "Well, if things go sour, we go to that place and we escape into the human world. They'll never find us there!" Randall looked at me and pulled the sunglasses off of his face and smirked. "Why didn't I think of that? That's brilliant! It would work!" Deigo looked at me and frowned. He straightened his tie and unbuttoned his jacket.
"Yeh, but what would the other guys think of that, they won't be happy." I looked at him and patted him on the shoulder, "We stick together, and if anybody tries to kill my brothers I'll kill em'. We'll be fine. And who says anybody else survived."
Randall unlocked the car doors, "I guess, where exactly are we going to hide the stones?" We had parked near an old abandoned building. It had yellow tape on the entrance and the doors and windows were boarded up. It almost looked like Al's office, only nicer. There was no sign that anybody was living in it, the old place seemed pretty good to me. Deigo looked over at the building I was looking at, "We could probably hide them in there." Deigo was looking around for a place to park.
"Hey, Rand'. Pull over into that alley. It's better then sitting out on the street in a stolen car with a blood soaked interior." Randall nodded and slowly he maneuvered the black car into the filthy alleyway.
We sat in the alley for a few minutes before I spoke up. "Ok, Randall. You run in there and hide the stones, we'll watch out for cops. If we see anything we'll honk the horn, and you climb down the building and jump in the car and we'll get out of here." He looked at me like I was crazy. "Come on Rand', I'm bleeding over here." I held my blood-covered hand up to his face as a joke. "Oh, it's a gusher. I'm dying back here and you're arguing about who does what." We all knew I was playing around. The bleeding had already stopped, we Boggs are quick healers, you know what I mean.
"What about Deigo over here, he aint' mortally wounded." Randall smiled and put his shades back on. I had lost mine when we were running. "Come on Rand' you owe me. Remember that time in Lanchast . ." His smiled fell from his face at the mention of that incident. "Ok, ok. I'll do it, but don't you bring that story up, again. EVER again."
"Thanks Randall, I really appreciate it, I really do." "Forget about it, I'll be back in five minutes." He climbed out of the car and walked over to the building. With one kick he had broken the boards over the doorway and disappeared through the back entrance. We sat there and waited.
"Hey, Deigo, I never asked you, how's it working with you and Lizzy?" Deigo smiled at the mention of her name, "I forgot to tell you. We got engaged about six months ago." I smiled, "That's great man, I'm happy for ya'. When are you two going to get married?"
He rubbed his hand through his silver fronds and laughed, "I don't know, I guess I don't want to go to fast on these things. I don't want to jinx it." "I love her so much; I don't want anything to happen to her. I don't know why I did this robbery. I should have gotten a job after I escaped from prison."
"You didn't tell me you escaped from prison." Deigo looked at me and smiled, "You didn't think I was going to do a life sentence now, did you?" I just looked at my brother and smiled. "Yeh, I thought you'd try to escape or something. I would have done the same thing." I reached for the dash and flicked on the radio. A deadpan voice moaned over the car speakers.
*Your listening to K-B-I-L-L-Y, K-Billy's Super Sounds of the Seventies, were the seventies survive. That was the Little Green Bag and Coconut. I'll be back after a commercial break on K-Billy's. *
I saw Randall walking out of the building. He placed the boards back on the door and started walking toward the car. I reached down and clicked of the radio. Randall climbed back in the car and started the ignition. The car rumbled alive and the motor purred steadily as he put his foot on the pedal. The rest of the way to the warehouse we talked about the robbery. None of us knew what had happened. "Mr. Spots went crazy and wasted like twenty people and the cops showed up." Randall was driving the car down the highway. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it up.
"I didn't know you smoke Randall." I was surprised. "It aint' good for you." He took a drag and threw it out the window.
"Sorry. Anyway, it's like the cops had been there but they waited for something to happen. And for them to hear what was going on somebody had to be wearing a wire.' Randall was really getting into what he was saying.
I looked at him. "So, if a guy has a wire on him, that makes him the rat." Deigo kept looking back for the cops. He turned back around. "Maybe it isn't such a good idea to be going back to the warehouse. If the cops are there we won't be able to escape again, right?" I frowned, "Yeh, but if the cops aren't there and we don't show up Al will have all three of us smoked, even in the human world. He has hitmen every ware. Al aint' a guy to mess around with" We decided it was best to go on to the rendezvous.
Finally we got to the warehouse. Randall brought the car to a slow stop and we got out. As we walked toward the door I noticed there was another car parked out in front of the place. "Looks like somebody else made it out of that place alive." I drew my .45 just in case. Randall and Deigo did the same. We stepped through the door and found Mr. Green lying in a corner in a puddle of his own blood. He was covered in it and he was screaming like a baby. He had a wound I could fit my fist through in his gut. It was pouring blood and there was nothing we could do about it.
Standing over him was Mr. Spots. He had a bloody bullet wound over his left shoulder. Apparently a guard from the store got in one shot before he met his maker. His shirt was covered in dark red blood too. He turned around and looked at us straight in the face. He smiled.
"The song Little Green Bag is by George Baker Selection and Coconut is by Harry Nilsson. As for K-Billy's Super Sounds, that imaginary station was feature in Reservoir Dogs and it was just too funny to leave out."