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The gate should open…now. Hardison's voice buzzed in their ear as the gate to Miller's house swung open.
You should have thirty minuets to get the car and get it out before his guard makes rounds. I also set his security cameras on a loop so no one's going to see you.
Layla and Eliot snuck around the corner and quietly over to the car. Eliot chuckled as he watched the car thief coo at the Aston Martin.
"Try not to bump against the car." Layla told Eliot. "I'm not sure how retentive his alarm is." She muttered as she reached for the door handle.
"Wait." Eliot's large hand wrapped around her smaller one, stopping it from touching the handle. "You just told me not to bump the car cause you don't know if the alarm's going to go off but you're going to open the door."
"Um, yeah." She nodded and opened the door.
To Eliot's relief the alarm didn't sound and Layla slid into the plush leather seats. She held her hand out to Eliot asking for the wire cutters. He looked up over her hip, as she was bent at an odd angle working with some sort of black box.
"Wouldn't it have been easier for Hardison to do that?" Eliot asked as she sniped the two wires coming out of the box.
"Yeah, but what's the fun in that. I mean it took some of the fun out of it cause he didn't have the alarm on or the doors locked." She told him, her voice muffled from the odd angle.
"What?" Eliot growled.
"You have to relax big guy." Layla smiled at him. "I didn't know that until I opened the door. Besides what's the one place you feel safe at? Most people don't think about locking their car doors at home. It's only after someone like me boots a car from the driveway that people start to lock their cars and usually only at night."
She shifted again this time to get under the dash. She wasn't going to hotwire the car until they were out on the street but she was going to be prepared when they did.
"Ok." Layla righted herself in the seat and smiled at Eliot. "You ready?"
You guys have five minuets you better get out of there. Hardison informed them.
"On our way now Hardison." Eliot responded as he braced his hands on the trunk of the car and started to push.
The car rolled easily down the drive as Layla steered and Eliot pushed. When they were on the street and slightly out of sight of Miller's drive Layla messed wires together and the Aston Martin roared to life. The sound caused Layla to giggle like a little girl. Eliot poked his head in the passenger side window.
"You know where to go?" He asked taking in the look on her face.
"Yep I'll meet you there." She grinned and peeled off down the road, barely giving Eliot time to move out of the way.
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When Eliot arrived at the warehouse Layla was already there. The trunk door was open, a pile of dark interior carpet next to the car thief, who's hands were resting on her hips. Eliot slipped out of the truck and came to stand next to Layla.
"You know I've seen a lot of things people have done to their cars." She started. "Monstrous speakers and stereos, hiding places for drugs, but this is a first for me."
Layla pointed to the small safe that had been fitted into the car's trunk.
"Yeah me too." Eliot nodded. "Nate we're going to need Parker and maybe Hardison."
They're on their way. Nate told them.
"Come on we've got work to do." Eliot grabbed Layla by the arm.
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In breaking news the owner of Linden Automotive Parts, Marc Miller, was arrested to day when documents concerning his involvement in a fatal car crash turned up in a warehouse along with several stolen car parts…
Layla smirked as she sipped her beer and the reporter finished the story.
"You did good darlin'." Eliot smiled at Layla.
"Thanks." She grinned. "Is it always like this?"
"Yeah pretty much." Parker nodded.
"Only sometimes way better." Hardison interjected.
"Or way worse." Eliot murmured.
"So in general it tends to be more on the fun side." Layla grinned.
They turned as Nate and Sophie approached the bar.
"The clients are pleased." Nate informed them with a smirk. "There's been an official recall of all Linden parts and the bad guys in jail."
"How did you end up with all the stolen car parts?" Sophie asked Layla.
"You'd be amazed what a little hack into the county's stolen vehicle report and a trip to the junk yard will do." Layla replied with a smile.
"We made sure to leave the list on top of the files." Eliot told them.
"It was a good job all around." Nate informed the group. "Hardison can set you up with a plane ticket back to Pittsburgh, Layla." He paused for a moment. "Or you can stay."
Nate smiled at the car thief, then wrapped an arm around Sophie and lead her away from the bar.
"So Pittsburgh, huh?" Eliot asked taking a sip of his beer. "There's a Steelers game on later."
"Bet the televisions get great reception." Layla smirked.
"The best." Hardison laughed.
"Might as well stay around then." She replied.