Okay everyone sorry the chapters are short and slow coming. Stupid life keeps getting in the way of my free time. Anyway here's another chapter, and I will try not to leave you hanging before I go on vacation next week. Lyrics belong to way out west from "mindcircus"
:
Almost
Ready to drift now
And I feel myself slipping inside
you
Just a little bit further
Before something drags me back
So
close, I thought I nearly had you there:
I finally moved stiffly to the bedroom just in time to dress slowly
and make my way to the lobby. Amy and Scud stood when they saw me, Amy
reached for me, but I pulled my arm away.
"Let's go," I brushed past them, and headed for a taxi, slipping into the backseat. Amy slid in beside me while Scud climbed in the front.
"Lucy?" Amy gave a look of concern.
"Let's just get this done," I tried to ignore her pained expression. We got out in front of the DEBS building and glanced around for Conner, who smiled and waved at me. I gave her a tight smile.
"We ready for this?" Conner asked.
"I know the layout, vaults on the first floor, back right corner." Amy confirmed.
"Good," Conner nodded. "I got the vault code from a guy today."
"That doesn't sound legal," Amy glared.
"Well he may have lost a finger," Conner grinned at me. "That was the fun part."
"Sure," Amy's voice was cold.
"Well the code should make this easier." Scud offered.
"Thanks brain trust, I hadn't thought of that," Conner pushed her way past them. I followed, holding in a smirk, Amy fell into step beside me trying to take my hand, but I pulled away from her, catching up to Conner.
"Good afternoon?" She asked.
"Not if you know the definition of good."
"Shoulda come with," she gave me a sideways grin. "Trust me; I know how to have a good time."
"Cutting of fingers isn't exactly my idea of big fun."
"Guess you're not doing it right then. There a back door here?" She asked Amy over her shoulder.
"Most buildings have one," the sarcasm rolled off her tongue, Conner just smirked.
"Right then," Conner led the way around back of the building where we were greeted with a long blank wall, no door.
"Most buildings have one," mocked Conner.
"I'll check the side," Scud jogged to the end of the building and turned back with a shake of his head. "No doors."
"So we go through the front door," Amy nodded.
"Not fucking likely," I answered, and promptly hauled off and elbowed out a panel of the nearest window, I had reached in and thrown the latch almost before the alarms began blaring.
"We gotta go," Amy tugged at my arm, but I pushed her off, sending her stumbling back a couple feet.
"I'm doing this," I lifted the window and climbed inside, seconds later Conner was crawling in after me, bright smile on her face. I glanced back out the window; Scud and Amy were exchanging looks. "Just go get the car then, we don't need you slags anyway." Amy looked pissed, I thought she might have something to reply, but she turned pulling Scud after her.
"What's a slag?" I heard him ask before I turned and sprinted after Conner. We sped through the halls, making quick turns hurrying in the direction the vault should be. Finally I saw it at the end of the hall; Conner was already punching in the code to the digital pad. She swung the door open as I reached her, I tossed her a bag.
"Fuck, I only have two bags," I growled, stuffing stacks on hundreds into the bag.
"Go for small and valuable, stuff your pockets," Conner yelled over the alarm. I grabbed a handful of loose gems, dropping them in the pockets.
"Let's go!" Conner tugged on my arm, spinning me from the piles of goodies, and we hauled back down the hallway, headed for the already broken window. Conner skidded to a stop, "fuck this." She stopped lifting another window; we crawled through and sprinted down the alley, Conner in the lead till we reached the car, sirens blaring past us as we climbed in, Scud and Amy were nowhere to be seen.
"Where's the kids?" Conner asked with a half smile.
"Tucked in safe I hope," I answered with my own smile. "Where's the meet?"
"Katia's hotel."
"Let's go."
Conner weaved through traffic in the rented car like it was an extension of her soul; I was busy admiring her driving and hardly noticed as we pulled up to the hotel. We climbed out handing the keys to the valet, and heading inside. Conner led us to an elevator, and pressed for the honeymoon suite. Katia sat alone on a huge couch when we entered, she smiled over at us, waving us over, motioning to glasses of champagne, which we both picked up, drinking happily.
"This is a good job," Katia smiled as Conner and I emptied our pockets, me smiling at the feel of a handful of precious gems still hidden in my pocket, I handed Conner my glass for a refill.
"How can you walk away from this?" Katia asked, motioning to the pile of cash and treasure on the table in front of us.
"Things change," I answered with a shrug.
"The sex is good?" Katia asked with a smirk.
"It is," I nodded, returning her look.
"And as a crime lord it was not?" Katia asked. I paused for a moment, thinking of all the men and women I had turned down in my time.
"It could have been," I admitted with a nod.
"Conner would sleep with you," Katia smiled evilly, I glanced at Conner who only grinned at me.
"Not really my type," I turned finishing my champagne, and standing. "Where to next?"
"Japan. Those girls are beautiful. Are they your type?"
"Amy's my type," I answered, heading for the door. All of a sudden all I could think about was how stupid I had been, Amy was everything I ever wanted, I had given up everything for her and she had down the same for me. I flagged down a taxi, and spent the whole ride twitchy with anticipation.
I was going to apologize, let her know I had been off, we'd talk all night. Okay not all night, we were going to have fantastic sex all night, sleep it off on the plane tomorrow. The elevator took too long to arrive so I sprinted up the stairs and down the hall to our room. I opened it, seeing Amy's dark form on the balcony. I used all my will not to run to her. I dipped my head down, kissing her neck gently.
"I'm so sorry," I murmured. "I love you." And she pushed me away; the fucking bitch pushed me away.
"Lucy, we need to talk."
"Why?" I scowled.
"Um, because you've been acting like a crazy person."
"Define crazy?" I asked, heading back into the room. Before she could join me I slammed shut the balcony door, locking her outside.
"Lucy," she banged on the window. "Let me in, let's talk."
"What?" I lifted my hand to my ear, being an asshole. "Can't hear you, tell you what, I'll just talk. You say I've been crazy, but you're the one fucking around, trying to get in everyone's pants, and acting like I'm the fucking villain. So no, fuck you Amy, stay out there." I pulled shut the curtains, turning my back on her, a black figure lunged at me, cracking me in the side of my skull; I crumbled to the floor, passing out just after realizing the black figure was Scud.
