Chapter Eleven
Plan B
"He was not cooperating and I got enough of his lip. So, I decided he had done plenty of talking for the day." Deigo and Randall were shocked. I could tell they were, because even though cold reptilian blooded coursed through my veins, just as all the other Boggs, they knew I wasn't a cold blooded killer. Mr. Spots on the other hand, was very impressed. But at the same time I could tell he was extremely disappointed. Then my chance came to relieve my two brothers' troubled thoughts. Mr. Spots turned around to check on Mr. Green. I took advantage of my chance. I signaled them and I whispered over to them, "He's not dead, he acting." They smiled just as Mr. Spots turned back around.
Out side the sudden sound of a car screeching to a halt sounded outside and we all pulled our guns in case the worst was about to happen. Suddenly Fungus burst through the door screaming. He had a bullet wound in his right arm and he wasn't happy about it. "What happened back there? You five morons can't even pull off a simple heist! I cut the alarm for crying out loud!" That's when he noticed Mr. Green. "Oh, god! They shot Mr. Green. What happened! I can't believe dad hired you guys! You couldn't steal a piece of candy from a freaking toddler!" "And way to go on killing that cop over there! Now we are all going down the tube in a hand basket!"
Every guy standing there except for Mr. Green and Fungus looked at me. "Yep, I killed him. I couldn't get any information out of him about a set up. He was giving me lip and I got enough of it. So I wasted him!" Fortunately no one realized the fact that the corpse that was once a cop, was breathing. If anyone who cared had of notice things would have gotten ugly and I would more then likely get covered in blood. Not my blood, of course. But blood still.
"First off," Fungus was now looking at me, "If you wasn't such a good friend off my old man I would shoot you right now! You know what is going to happen since we apparently executed him,'' he had noticed that we had blind folded the officer, "We will all get life. If we are lucky! Secondly we was not set up. But that aint' the worst of our problems. Where are the jewels?"
Randall looked up at Fungus. "Don't worry Nice Guy we stashed them." Fungus started smiling. "Good, let's go get them. You each take a car. If the feds see all those cars out there they'll know where we are right then and there. You guys ditch the cars and I'll pick you up. Then we go get the stones and we'll come back here, ok? Every one nodded, and then Fungus looked over at me. "There aint' enough room in the car for everybody so you, Mr. Neon can stay behind and look after Mr. Green and officer Daisy Pusher. You got that, now let's go!" The four guys walked out the door and left. I waited till I heard them all leave, and then I walked back over to the officer.
"You still ok?" I patted him on the shoulder. At the same time I was eying Mr. Green to se if he was moving. All I needed was him snitching. He was motionless; he was probably dead by now. The officer nodded, "Yeh, thanks. But why? Why did you help me?" I removed his blind fold and smiled. He gave me a quick look over before I answered his question. "I don't think some one as young as you should die for being caught in a situation you did not create. I don't like killing cops. In fact, now that I think about it I've never killed a cop. That's why I went to prison. I could have blown that one guy away, but I didn't think it was worth it. I think that's why I got such a short sentence."
The kid smiled. "Well thanks anyway man." I smiled back, that's when I heard something outside. I drew out my gun and in a blink of an eye I was hiding behind a crate. The door flew open and in stepped Mr. Spots. I didn't know what he was doing there. He had a funny look in his eye. He looked at the cop. "Well, well, well! Look who's bullet proof! Where's Mr. Neon? I'm gonna' kill him first for selling out. Then I'm gonna' have a little fun with you" Marvin looked him in the face. "He ran off as soon as you guys left. He had something with him; I'm not sure what it was though."
Mr. Spots just smiled. "I'll catch him later; I think we should play a little game." Mr. Spots laughed as he reached into his pocket and pulled a little white object out. He pulled it open to reveal it was a straight edge razor. The kind people shaved with back in the old days. Without warning he swung it across Marvin's face. Marvin screamed in pain as blood trickled down his face from the lacerations in his forehead. I aimed my gun at Spots' head. I was going to make this fast and simple. I wasn't going to let that psycho chop up that kid in front of me. Mr. Spots was reaching with the blade for one of the horns that stuck out of Marvin's head. With a steady aim I inhaled and pulled the trigger.
"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK" "I lowered my gun and ran over to Marvin. "Oh, Marvin! I am so sorry, that freakin' animal messed you up pretty bad." I looked at his quivering face. Tears were welling up in his eyes and blood ran from the deep cut over his eyes. "I'm so sorry. It looks like your going to need stitches, but at least he didn't get you horns." Marvin smiled. "Yeh, you're right. That sick guy slices me up and you blow him away. Thanks."
I smiled and looked over at Mr. Green, he wasn't breathing at all. I walked over to where he was lying. I checked his pulse. He was gone. I turned and walked back over to Marvin. "Marvin, you did good back there. You're a good actor. When the guys get back I need you to do it again, ok. Don't worry, I'm gonna' get you out of this." He looked up at me and nodded. With that I placed the tape back over his eyes and waited for the others to get back. While we waited I thought up a story to explain why I had to waste Mr. Spots.
"He was not cooperating and I got enough of his lip. So, I decided he had done plenty of talking for the day." Deigo and Randall were shocked. I could tell they were, because even though cold reptilian blooded coursed through my veins, just as all the other Boggs, they knew I wasn't a cold blooded killer. Mr. Spots on the other hand, was very impressed. But at the same time I could tell he was extremely disappointed. Then my chance came to relieve my two brothers' troubled thoughts. Mr. Spots turned around to check on Mr. Green. I took advantage of my chance. I signaled them and I whispered over to them, "He's not dead, he acting." They smiled just as Mr. Spots turned back around.
Out side the sudden sound of a car screeching to a halt sounded outside and we all pulled our guns in case the worst was about to happen. Suddenly Fungus burst through the door screaming. He had a bullet wound in his right arm and he wasn't happy about it. "What happened back there? You five morons can't even pull off a simple heist! I cut the alarm for crying out loud!" That's when he noticed Mr. Green. "Oh, god! They shot Mr. Green. What happened! I can't believe dad hired you guys! You couldn't steal a piece of candy from a freaking toddler!" "And way to go on killing that cop over there! Now we are all going down the tube in a hand basket!"
Every guy standing there except for Mr. Green and Fungus looked at me. "Yep, I killed him. I couldn't get any information out of him about a set up. He was giving me lip and I got enough of it. So I wasted him!" Fortunately no one realized the fact that the corpse that was once a cop, was breathing. If anyone who cared had of notice things would have gotten ugly and I would more then likely get covered in blood. Not my blood, of course. But blood still.
"First off," Fungus was now looking at me, "If you wasn't such a good friend off my old man I would shoot you right now! You know what is going to happen since we apparently executed him,'' he had noticed that we had blind folded the officer, "We will all get life. If we are lucky! Secondly we was not set up. But that aint' the worst of our problems. Where are the jewels?"
Randall looked up at Fungus. "Don't worry Nice Guy we stashed them." Fungus started smiling. "Good, let's go get them. You each take a car. If the feds see all those cars out there they'll know where we are right then and there. You guys ditch the cars and I'll pick you up. Then we go get the stones and we'll come back here, ok? Every one nodded, and then Fungus looked over at me. "There aint' enough room in the car for everybody so you, Mr. Neon can stay behind and look after Mr. Green and officer Daisy Pusher. You got that, now let's go!" The four guys walked out the door and left. I waited till I heard them all leave, and then I walked back over to the officer.
"You still ok?" I patted him on the shoulder. At the same time I was eying Mr. Green to se if he was moving. All I needed was him snitching. He was motionless; he was probably dead by now. The officer nodded, "Yeh, thanks. But why? Why did you help me?" I removed his blind fold and smiled. He gave me a quick look over before I answered his question. "I don't think some one as young as you should die for being caught in a situation you did not create. I don't like killing cops. In fact, now that I think about it I've never killed a cop. That's why I went to prison. I could have blown that one guy away, but I didn't think it was worth it. I think that's why I got such a short sentence."
The kid smiled. "Well thanks anyway man." I smiled back, that's when I heard something outside. I drew out my gun and in a blink of an eye I was hiding behind a crate. The door flew open and in stepped Mr. Spots. I didn't know what he was doing there. He had a funny look in his eye. He looked at the cop. "Well, well, well! Look who's bullet proof! Where's Mr. Neon? I'm gonna' kill him first for selling out. Then I'm gonna' have a little fun with you" Marvin looked him in the face. "He ran off as soon as you guys left. He had something with him; I'm not sure what it was though."
Mr. Spots just smiled. "I'll catch him later; I think we should play a little game." Mr. Spots laughed as he reached into his pocket and pulled a little white object out. He pulled it open to reveal it was a straight edge razor. The kind people shaved with back in the old days. Without warning he swung it across Marvin's face. Marvin screamed in pain as blood trickled down his face from the lacerations in his forehead. I aimed my gun at Spots' head. I was going to make this fast and simple. I wasn't going to let that psycho chop up that kid in front of me. Mr. Spots was reaching with the blade for one of the horns that stuck out of Marvin's head. With a steady aim I inhaled and pulled the trigger.
"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK" "I lowered my gun and ran over to Marvin. "Oh, Marvin! I am so sorry, that freakin' animal messed you up pretty bad." I looked at his quivering face. Tears were welling up in his eyes and blood ran from the deep cut over his eyes. "I'm so sorry. It looks like your going to need stitches, but at least he didn't get you horns." Marvin smiled. "Yeh, you're right. That sick guy slices me up and you blow him away. Thanks."
I smiled and looked over at Mr. Green, he wasn't breathing at all. I walked over to where he was lying. I checked his pulse. He was gone. I turned and walked back over to Marvin. "Marvin, you did good back there. You're a good actor. When the guys get back I need you to do it again, ok. Don't worry, I'm gonna' get you out of this." He looked up at me and nodded. With that I placed the tape back over his eyes and waited for the others to get back. While we waited I thought up a story to explain why I had to waste Mr. Spots.