Chapter 11.
.17 hours to bet.
By 4pm most of the crews were up to at least the 15th car on their lists and nearly ready to call it a day. All that remained were the tricky ones, ironically the ones that they needed the most, as they tended to be the most expensive.
* Donny watched from their van as Sphinx followed an employee at a dealership around the side of the building, to return a couple of minutes later wearing a too tight uniform and sporting a slightly reddened fist. He then disappeared through the door of an "employees only" section to later return with the plates of three expensive ladies.
* Kip and Freb cruised slowly down a well respected neighborhood on beat up old skate boards, their speed enabling them to scrawl down numbers on the back of their hands as they went.
* Mirror Man and Tumbler circled the car park of a particularly pricey hotel in search of the Rolls that had been allocated to them.
* Rachel sighed as Memphis pulled their truck up across the street from the place she had been looking forward to most. The Porsche dealership.
Not only was this her favorite place it was also her favorite scout as she got to do something much more fun than writing down numbers on a piece of paper.
"You ready Rach?" Asked Sway
"Oh yeah!" Rachel climbed into the back of the van and changed her clothes for the ones that Sway passed over to her. A tiny black skirt, a red silk blouse and stilettos.
"You turn around whilst I'm changing and I'll kill you Memphis Raines." She warned.
"Not if I do first." Muttered Sway.
Memphis held up his hands "I didn't do anything!"
"Good job." Rachel said as she fasted her hair up with two black chopsticks. "Okay! I'm done. What do ya think?" She posed for Sway who reached forward, undoing the top two buttons of the shirt.
"I think you look much better now!"
Rachel laughed and Memphis shook his head "What is it with you two today?"
"Right then." Rachel placed a pair of sunglasses on her head and slung a black bag over her shoulder "See ya!"
Sway watched in amusement as Rachel jumped out of the back of the van and sauntered across the street, wolf whistles following her as she went. It was impossible to tell that Rachel spent most of her life under cars, as far as anyone knew, she was just another posh bird with Daddy's credit card and a pair of legs.
Rachel pushed open the heavy glass door to the showroom and stood looking around, chin in the air.
A suited salesman slid up along side her and offered his hand.
"Good afternoon madam. How can I help you?"
She didn't shake his hand and instead lifted her sunglasses from her eyes and placed them on her head.
"I want to buy a car. All my friends at the society have Porsches now, and I am so sick of driving around in a BMW they are just soooo last season."
"Okay," The salesman retracted his hand sheepishly and gestured around the room "What model were you thinking of exactly."
Rachel exhaled impatiently "Do I seriously look like I know anything about cars?" She stared at him levelly.
"Well, I -"
"Listen," She paused "What is your name?"
"George, madam."
"Listen George," She stalked away from him and began to sashay around the room waving her sunglasses around "I need a big shiny car that looks good and will make all my girlfriends jealous. I don't care what wheels it has as long as there are four of them and they're expensive. I don't care what makes it move, as long as it does and it's expensive! I don't care what it is but I have Daddy's credit card and LOTS of taste, so please," She stared at him briefly "Just show me them all!"
"Well of course, we don't have every Porsche model here-"
"Did you not hear me? My Father has given an unlimited budget for this car! I don't want to see ALL of the models, I want to see the most expensive ones." She smiled at him sweetly and pulled Otto's gold card from the bag she was carrying, waving it purposely under his nose.
"Well then madam! Lets see what we can do shall we."
***
Sway and Memphis sat patiently in the van watching Rachel prance around the sales room. Memphis checked his watch, 3:30pm. They had to be back at the garage in half an hour and Rachel didn't look nearly finished with her now petrified looking salesclerk.
"She's good isn't she?" Said Sway as she watched Rachel through her passenger window.
"She's taking her sweet time about it." Memphis pulled the sleeve of his jacket back down over his watch.
"Lighten up! She's enjoying herself, she'll be done soon."
"You've changed you tune." He raised his eyebrows at his girlfriend who simply shrugged.
"Maybe I'm starting to enjoy myself again. And besides if this all falls through I have the number of a very rich guy with a Ferrari so I'm set either way!"
"Hey!" Memphis playfully punched her on the arm and she laughed and clambered over to sit on his knee.
"I also know this other guy who has a very cute little Mustang."
"Oh really? And what's he like?"
"A pain in the ass." She mumbled as she leant in and kissed him.
They were interrupted seconds later by the passenger door opening.
"Oh Jeez! Will you two get a room already!"
Sway laughed. "You get them?"
"Of course!" She held up some sheets of paper and placed the dark glasses back over her eyes, "I mean, Porsches are just soooo this season aren't they!"
***
Back at Otto's, Memphis, Sway, and Rachel were the last team to arrive. Tumbler, Kip, Freb and Mirror Man nearly fell off their chairs as they watched Rachel immerge from the van wear a tiny black mini skirt and a half unbuttoned shirt.
"She wasn't wearing that this morning was she?" Mirror Man asked, never taking his eyes off her.
"No man. I would have noticed." Tumbler replied.
The group assembled around the board at the back of the room.
"Okay!" Said Memphis after inspecting it for a couple of minutes. "Good job guys, we did well. We aren't going to be boosting in daylight so we still have the majority of tomorrow available for last minute prep. We did well," He repeated "And I want to thank you again for doing this for me. Again."
They all laughed and Sway moved next to him and slid an arm around his waist.
"Who's up for a club?" She asked.
***End Chapter 11***
.17 hours to bet.
By 4pm most of the crews were up to at least the 15th car on their lists and nearly ready to call it a day. All that remained were the tricky ones, ironically the ones that they needed the most, as they tended to be the most expensive.
* Donny watched from their van as Sphinx followed an employee at a dealership around the side of the building, to return a couple of minutes later wearing a too tight uniform and sporting a slightly reddened fist. He then disappeared through the door of an "employees only" section to later return with the plates of three expensive ladies.
* Kip and Freb cruised slowly down a well respected neighborhood on beat up old skate boards, their speed enabling them to scrawl down numbers on the back of their hands as they went.
* Mirror Man and Tumbler circled the car park of a particularly pricey hotel in search of the Rolls that had been allocated to them.
* Rachel sighed as Memphis pulled their truck up across the street from the place she had been looking forward to most. The Porsche dealership.
Not only was this her favorite place it was also her favorite scout as she got to do something much more fun than writing down numbers on a piece of paper.
"You ready Rach?" Asked Sway
"Oh yeah!" Rachel climbed into the back of the van and changed her clothes for the ones that Sway passed over to her. A tiny black skirt, a red silk blouse and stilettos.
"You turn around whilst I'm changing and I'll kill you Memphis Raines." She warned.
"Not if I do first." Muttered Sway.
Memphis held up his hands "I didn't do anything!"
"Good job." Rachel said as she fasted her hair up with two black chopsticks. "Okay! I'm done. What do ya think?" She posed for Sway who reached forward, undoing the top two buttons of the shirt.
"I think you look much better now!"
Rachel laughed and Memphis shook his head "What is it with you two today?"
"Right then." Rachel placed a pair of sunglasses on her head and slung a black bag over her shoulder "See ya!"
Sway watched in amusement as Rachel jumped out of the back of the van and sauntered across the street, wolf whistles following her as she went. It was impossible to tell that Rachel spent most of her life under cars, as far as anyone knew, she was just another posh bird with Daddy's credit card and a pair of legs.
Rachel pushed open the heavy glass door to the showroom and stood looking around, chin in the air.
A suited salesman slid up along side her and offered his hand.
"Good afternoon madam. How can I help you?"
She didn't shake his hand and instead lifted her sunglasses from her eyes and placed them on her head.
"I want to buy a car. All my friends at the society have Porsches now, and I am so sick of driving around in a BMW they are just soooo last season."
"Okay," The salesman retracted his hand sheepishly and gestured around the room "What model were you thinking of exactly."
Rachel exhaled impatiently "Do I seriously look like I know anything about cars?" She stared at him levelly.
"Well, I -"
"Listen," She paused "What is your name?"
"George, madam."
"Listen George," She stalked away from him and began to sashay around the room waving her sunglasses around "I need a big shiny car that looks good and will make all my girlfriends jealous. I don't care what wheels it has as long as there are four of them and they're expensive. I don't care what makes it move, as long as it does and it's expensive! I don't care what it is but I have Daddy's credit card and LOTS of taste, so please," She stared at him briefly "Just show me them all!"
"Well of course, we don't have every Porsche model here-"
"Did you not hear me? My Father has given an unlimited budget for this car! I don't want to see ALL of the models, I want to see the most expensive ones." She smiled at him sweetly and pulled Otto's gold card from the bag she was carrying, waving it purposely under his nose.
"Well then madam! Lets see what we can do shall we."
***
Sway and Memphis sat patiently in the van watching Rachel prance around the sales room. Memphis checked his watch, 3:30pm. They had to be back at the garage in half an hour and Rachel didn't look nearly finished with her now petrified looking salesclerk.
"She's good isn't she?" Said Sway as she watched Rachel through her passenger window.
"She's taking her sweet time about it." Memphis pulled the sleeve of his jacket back down over his watch.
"Lighten up! She's enjoying herself, she'll be done soon."
"You've changed you tune." He raised his eyebrows at his girlfriend who simply shrugged.
"Maybe I'm starting to enjoy myself again. And besides if this all falls through I have the number of a very rich guy with a Ferrari so I'm set either way!"
"Hey!" Memphis playfully punched her on the arm and she laughed and clambered over to sit on his knee.
"I also know this other guy who has a very cute little Mustang."
"Oh really? And what's he like?"
"A pain in the ass." She mumbled as she leant in and kissed him.
They were interrupted seconds later by the passenger door opening.
"Oh Jeez! Will you two get a room already!"
Sway laughed. "You get them?"
"Of course!" She held up some sheets of paper and placed the dark glasses back over her eyes, "I mean, Porsches are just soooo this season aren't they!"
***
Back at Otto's, Memphis, Sway, and Rachel were the last team to arrive. Tumbler, Kip, Freb and Mirror Man nearly fell off their chairs as they watched Rachel immerge from the van wear a tiny black mini skirt and a half unbuttoned shirt.
"She wasn't wearing that this morning was she?" Mirror Man asked, never taking his eyes off her.
"No man. I would have noticed." Tumbler replied.
The group assembled around the board at the back of the room.
"Okay!" Said Memphis after inspecting it for a couple of minutes. "Good job guys, we did well. We aren't going to be boosting in daylight so we still have the majority of tomorrow available for last minute prep. We did well," He repeated "And I want to thank you again for doing this for me. Again."
They all laughed and Sway moved next to him and slid an arm around his waist.
"Who's up for a club?" She asked.
***End Chapter 11***