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XXIII Robbing the Thief Dylan and Anthony
The next evening, I was in the bathroom of Kam's guesthouse, putting on
the dress I had chosen to wear to the party. I had to wear a brown-haired wig, so I had picked out a blue gown.
"Anthony," I called out, looking in the mirror. "I need some help with
my dress."
The bathroom door opened and Anthony walked in.
"I just need you to zip this for me," I said, indicating the open zipper on the back of my dress.
Without saying a word, Anthony pulled up the zipper. When he was done,
his arm snaked around my waist and rested on my abdomen. Then he started kissing my neck, which was exposed since my hair was tied up.
I sighed and closed my eyes, putting one hand on top of his. After a few seconds, I reached back with my free hand and then turned my head so our lips met. Kissing in that position was making my neck start to hurt. So I turned around and faced Anthony.
We could have stayed like that all night, but eventually Anthony pulled
back from me. "We need to g-go," he said.
"Yeah, I know," I said. He left the bathroom and I turned back to the sink and put on my makeup. Then I put in my contacts, making my eyes blue. The last thing I did was put on the brown-haired wig. I walked out into the room and said to Anthony, "How do I look?"
He didn't answer, but his eyes went up and down my body. He nodded and
gave me a devilish smirk.
I laughed and then looked at myself in the full-length mirror next to the bed. The dress I had chosen was sleeveless and it had a wide white satin sash that had dark blue embroidery on it. The gown made my blue stand out a lot, and I had to admit that I looked pretty good.
There was a knock on the door. "Are you guys ready?" Natalie asked.
I looked over at Anthony and he nodded. "Yeah, we'll be right out," I said. I walked over to the bed and picked up the shawl that went with the dress. I wrapped it around my shoulders and then turned to Anthony. "Let's go," I said.
Anthony walked over to me and took my hand in his. Then he led me out of the guesthouse.
"Kam and Alex are out front," Natalie said as we walked to the house.
"You and Alex sure about what you need to do?" I asked.
"Yep, Alex told me I'd better take Norris," Natalie said, smiling a little grimly.
"Good idea," I said seriously.
Alex could be as kind and sweet as Natalie, but if you got her angry, she had a temper as bad as mine. Obviously Alex didn't want to risk beating up
Norris when she had to dance with him, so she told Natalie to dance with him instead.
We walked through the gate separating the front and backyard and walked
over to Alex and Kam.
"Okay, let's go over this one more time before we leave," Kam said, nervousness creeping into his voice. "We're going to wait until ten thirty to start. At that time, or near that time, Alex and Natalie, you're going to start dancing. Dylan and Anthony, you'll go to the backyard and wait for me by the basement window."
"What about the police?" Natalie asked.
"Charlie told me he wanted as little police involvement as possible," Kam answered. "Once you two get the paintings, bring them back here and put them in the crate. So does everyone understand what we're going to be doing?" We all nodded and Kam said, "Alright, let's go."
Anthony
He placed his arm around Dylan's waist and rested it on her hip.
"Ten minutes," Dylan whispered to him, placing her hand over the one on
her hip.
Anthony gave a quick nod and allowed his eyes to scan the room where the party was taking place, trying to ignore his itching scalp. He had to wear a wig again, and he had chosen a gray one. He also had to wear contacts, this time on both eyes, and they were brown.
"Dance with me?" Dylan suddenly asked.
He glanced down at her surprise and then nodded. He led her onto the dance floor and wrapped his arms around Dylan's waist.
"Watch the time," Dylan whispered to him quickly. Then she put her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.
As they swayed gently to the slow music, Anthony kept an eye on the clock at the back of the room. The song finished a minutes later, and it was ten
thirty. "Time," he whispered to Dylan.
She kissed him deeply in response and when she broke away, she smiled.
"Let's go get some air," she said, loud enough for the people who had been looking at them to hear.
Anthony let go of Dylan and then took her hand. He pulled her out of the room and onto the patio.
Dylan turned to Anthony and kissed him before putting her chin on his shoulder, looking into the house. "They're dancing," she whispered, indicating Alex and Natalie. "We can go." She let go of him and then went down the steps to the grass. With Anthony following her, she walked along the side of the
house until they came to a basement window, where Kam was waiting for them.
Dylan
My heart was in my throat as Anthony took the paintings from Kam and lay them on the grass. I was afraid that at any moment, Norris or Jacob would come out and shoot us.
Luckily, no one came outside or wandered down to the basement where Kam
was as we took the paintings.
When the last piece had been pushed through the window, Kam peered through it. "Get to your car," he whispered. "I'll be coming with the other two as soon as possible."
Anthony and I both nodded. Then we picked up the pile of art and walked as quickly and as carefully as we could to our car in the dark. We hurriedly put the paintings in the trunk and got into the car, driving toward Kam's house.
Ten minutes later, as Anthony and I were about to start to pack the paintings in the crate in the living room, Kam, Natalie and Alex came into the house.
"Dylan, why don't you go change into more comfortable clothes and you too Alex, Natalie," Kam said. "I'll help Anthony with the art.
"Okay, I'll be right back," I said. I turned and picked up the skirt of my dress and walked out the house to the guesthouse. I quickly changed into black pants and a blouse before running back to the house.
As I approached the back door, I noticed smoke coming out of the open windows. I opened the door and ran inside, thinking that a fire had started. When I looked around, I realized that the smoke was actually gas and it burned my eyes. I then hurried into the living room and gasped in surprised to see that Anthony and Kam were unconscious on the floor next to the crate. I looked past them- and saw Alex and Natalie passed out on the floor under a window. I heard some rustling behind me and I whirled around.
"Hullo Ms. Sanders," Jacob said, grinning. Then he raised his arm and hit me with a rifle before I could react.
I fell to the ground, my forehead bleeding. As I fell unconscious, I heard Norris come into the room and speak to Jacob.
"Good work, now let's round them up and go," Norris said.
I closed my eyes and let the blackness engulf me fully.
XXIII Robbing the Thief Dylan and Anthony
The next evening, I was in the bathroom of Kam's guesthouse, putting on
the dress I had chosen to wear to the party. I had to wear a brown-haired wig, so I had picked out a blue gown.
"Anthony," I called out, looking in the mirror. "I need some help with
my dress."
The bathroom door opened and Anthony walked in.
"I just need you to zip this for me," I said, indicating the open zipper on the back of my dress.
Without saying a word, Anthony pulled up the zipper. When he was done,
his arm snaked around my waist and rested on my abdomen. Then he started kissing my neck, which was exposed since my hair was tied up.
I sighed and closed my eyes, putting one hand on top of his. After a few seconds, I reached back with my free hand and then turned my head so our lips met. Kissing in that position was making my neck start to hurt. So I turned around and faced Anthony.
We could have stayed like that all night, but eventually Anthony pulled
back from me. "We need to g-go," he said.
"Yeah, I know," I said. He left the bathroom and I turned back to the sink and put on my makeup. Then I put in my contacts, making my eyes blue. The last thing I did was put on the brown-haired wig. I walked out into the room and said to Anthony, "How do I look?"
He didn't answer, but his eyes went up and down my body. He nodded and
gave me a devilish smirk.
I laughed and then looked at myself in the full-length mirror next to the bed. The dress I had chosen was sleeveless and it had a wide white satin sash that had dark blue embroidery on it. The gown made my blue stand out a lot, and I had to admit that I looked pretty good.
There was a knock on the door. "Are you guys ready?" Natalie asked.
I looked over at Anthony and he nodded. "Yeah, we'll be right out," I said. I walked over to the bed and picked up the shawl that went with the dress. I wrapped it around my shoulders and then turned to Anthony. "Let's go," I said.
Anthony walked over to me and took my hand in his. Then he led me out of the guesthouse.
"Kam and Alex are out front," Natalie said as we walked to the house.
"You and Alex sure about what you need to do?" I asked.
"Yep, Alex told me I'd better take Norris," Natalie said, smiling a little grimly.
"Good idea," I said seriously.
Alex could be as kind and sweet as Natalie, but if you got her angry, she had a temper as bad as mine. Obviously Alex didn't want to risk beating up
Norris when she had to dance with him, so she told Natalie to dance with him instead.
We walked through the gate separating the front and backyard and walked
over to Alex and Kam.
"Okay, let's go over this one more time before we leave," Kam said, nervousness creeping into his voice. "We're going to wait until ten thirty to start. At that time, or near that time, Alex and Natalie, you're going to start dancing. Dylan and Anthony, you'll go to the backyard and wait for me by the basement window."
"What about the police?" Natalie asked.
"Charlie told me he wanted as little police involvement as possible," Kam answered. "Once you two get the paintings, bring them back here and put them in the crate. So does everyone understand what we're going to be doing?" We all nodded and Kam said, "Alright, let's go."
Anthony
He placed his arm around Dylan's waist and rested it on her hip.
"Ten minutes," Dylan whispered to him, placing her hand over the one on
her hip.
Anthony gave a quick nod and allowed his eyes to scan the room where the party was taking place, trying to ignore his itching scalp. He had to wear a wig again, and he had chosen a gray one. He also had to wear contacts, this time on both eyes, and they were brown.
"Dance with me?" Dylan suddenly asked.
He glanced down at her surprise and then nodded. He led her onto the dance floor and wrapped his arms around Dylan's waist.
"Watch the time," Dylan whispered to him quickly. Then she put her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.
As they swayed gently to the slow music, Anthony kept an eye on the clock at the back of the room. The song finished a minutes later, and it was ten
thirty. "Time," he whispered to Dylan.
She kissed him deeply in response and when she broke away, she smiled.
"Let's go get some air," she said, loud enough for the people who had been looking at them to hear.
Anthony let go of Dylan and then took her hand. He pulled her out of the room and onto the patio.
Dylan turned to Anthony and kissed him before putting her chin on his shoulder, looking into the house. "They're dancing," she whispered, indicating Alex and Natalie. "We can go." She let go of him and then went down the steps to the grass. With Anthony following her, she walked along the side of the
house until they came to a basement window, where Kam was waiting for them.
Dylan
My heart was in my throat as Anthony took the paintings from Kam and lay them on the grass. I was afraid that at any moment, Norris or Jacob would come out and shoot us.
Luckily, no one came outside or wandered down to the basement where Kam
was as we took the paintings.
When the last piece had been pushed through the window, Kam peered through it. "Get to your car," he whispered. "I'll be coming with the other two as soon as possible."
Anthony and I both nodded. Then we picked up the pile of art and walked as quickly and as carefully as we could to our car in the dark. We hurriedly put the paintings in the trunk and got into the car, driving toward Kam's house.
Ten minutes later, as Anthony and I were about to start to pack the paintings in the crate in the living room, Kam, Natalie and Alex came into the house.
"Dylan, why don't you go change into more comfortable clothes and you too Alex, Natalie," Kam said. "I'll help Anthony with the art.
"Okay, I'll be right back," I said. I turned and picked up the skirt of my dress and walked out the house to the guesthouse. I quickly changed into black pants and a blouse before running back to the house.
As I approached the back door, I noticed smoke coming out of the open windows. I opened the door and ran inside, thinking that a fire had started. When I looked around, I realized that the smoke was actually gas and it burned my eyes. I then hurried into the living room and gasped in surprised to see that Anthony and Kam were unconscious on the floor next to the crate. I looked past them- and saw Alex and Natalie passed out on the floor under a window. I heard some rustling behind me and I whirled around.
"Hullo Ms. Sanders," Jacob said, grinning. Then he raised his arm and hit me with a rifle before I could react.
I fell to the ground, my forehead bleeding. As I fell unconscious, I heard Norris come into the room and speak to Jacob.
"Good work, now let's round them up and go," Norris said.
I closed my eyes and let the blackness engulf me fully.