"Hello Jack"

"Hey Shun I've sorted it for you not fighting just mess up their place and steal the stuff ok" I smiled once I heard him.

"Thanks Jack you're the best. Now tell me where this place is I need to know if it's a flat or not" I could imagine he was nodding on the other end on the line

"Ok well it is a flat on the third floor, I know they keep the window that faces the park open so you can get through that. From what I was told the room is pure storage so you don't have to worry about being seen in that room. Well that is unless you are extremely unlucky."

"Get to the point and don't ramble"

"Fine. They're out most of the day and being very cocky they leave their stash just lying around it shouldn't be too hard to find. If you want you can go now. The guy said he was going to pay you five hundred so why wait" I sighed to myself

"Jack if I'm going to do that then I need to know where it is" I made sure to talk slowly so he knew I wasn't in a very patient mood.

"Ok fine I'll tell you where to go. You heard of Attamoor?"

"Yea" I answered knowing that place very well I had slept in that area for a few nights a couple of months ago.

"Well that block of flats there. If for any reason you can't get through the window then the room is twenty eight and the lock is crap. One good kick and it'll come of it's hinges no problem." I nodded forgetting he couldn't see me. I quickly chastised myself for this and answered verbally this time.

"Ok. I'll head for there now. Tell them to meet me on Richmoor. Behind the old pub that was shut down a lifetime ago" before he could answer me I disconnected from him going straight to the door. I wanted to get this over with quickly.

I was going to run down the stairs to save time but I couldn't as there were people walking down the hall. Giving them small smiles so I didn't look suspicious I passed them trying not to speed up. In hindsight it probably made me look suspicious but either way they didn't give me a second look.

After a few floors of people walking in and out of rooms finally no one was around anymore. With my temporary solitude I started to run, going as fast as I could possibly go. I managed to make it down the remaining stairs with no other problems it was almost like those floors were deserted.

As I neared the bottom floor I skidded to a stop and started to walk like a normal person, controlling my breathing as I walked. Trying to return it to the normal speed it was. I knew that woman at the reception would still be there and if she saw me breathing like I had just ran a marathon then she would be worried.

When I walked onto the ground floor the woman was staring at me smiling slightly. Offering her a small smile as I passed I tried to ignore her otherwise she might ask me something. In cheaper motels I had been in the staff couldn't care less about you but in places where they actually seemed bothered they might talk to you.

Normally I wouldn't mind but I was going to work and I didn't have time to wait I had no idea what time they would be home so I wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.

Closing the door behind myself I tried to see which way it was to Attamoor, I knew where it was but it was a long way away from this place. I had to find a short cut or I wouldn't get there before night. That or I could take the bus.

After a few moments of thinking it through I decided getting five hundred pounds and making it back in time to have a decent sleep was a lot better than walking. Looking down the street I saw there was a bus stop down there.

"Convenient"

Walking to the bus stop I saw only two other people were there. They seemed oblivious to me and I in turn ignored them. Leaning against the pole that had the bus sign on it I relaxed waiting for the bus I needed to come.

Three busses came and went and still my bus wasn't here. I was getting slightly irritated and was starting to wish I had taken the other option I had. Seemed whatever I did I still would be there before dark.

As I was lost in thought the sound of blowing air gained my attention; looking to my side I saw that a bus had pulled up. Glancing at the number on the front I saw that my complaining seemed to have worked as it was the bus I needed. Pushing myself off the bus sign I stepped onto the open bus door.

It had been a long time since I had been on a bus; the last time had been with Dan before we had learned to drive. After I ran and left my car back at my house I hadn't brought another; money was too tight and it didn't seem very important.

Only one seat was available, and thankfully it was a double seat meaning I didn't have to sit next to anybody. From past experience you always ended up sitting next to some weird lad who ate some really smelly sandwich offering it to you despite constant confirmation that you were fine.

I sat by the aisle to lessen the chances of somebody sitting next to me. If I had any luck at all someone would get off before somebody else got on. Otherwise I would have to get off no matter how far from Attamoor I was.

Closing my eyes I relaxed as much as I could on the loud bus ignoring all the children in the back and the couples at the front. Seemed I was the only one who valued peace, they seemed desperate to keep it as far away as they could. With my eyes closed I could feel the loud noises starting to fade away.

After a while I had managed to block out most of the noise and had instead changed from blocking off the world to focusing on the outside.

I looked out the window ignoring the finger prints which were almost tattooed on the glass from so many children pressing against the glass as they stared at the world passing by. I smirked slightly when a memory of me doing just that as a child resurfaced, I didn't usually have nostalgia moments but it had been happening a lot lately, and the only reason I could see was the fact that I had talked to Dan.

Talking to a childhood friend and someone I considered family had probably brought up memories which I had been ignoring since I ran from home two years ago. I had ignored them because I knew that if I went over my memories I would end up going back home. I couldn't do that not after what I had done, all the heartache I had caused for my friends my family. I didn't deserve to have them in my life.

As I was in my own world I barely noticed the bus passing the sign which told me I was almost at Attamoor. Checking the time on my phone I saw I had been sitting in the same seat in the same position for almost an hour. It seemed I was so consumed with my thoughts that I had lost a lot of time.

Not wanting to stay on the bus any longer I pressed the button which stopped the bus. I waited a few moments and the bus started to pull to a stop by an empty path. Standing up I forced myself not to show that my legs had fallen asleep I hated when I looked anything other than what I considered normal.

I tried to play the slight wobble in my legs for the first few steps on the bus coming to a stop and it seemed that the others on the bus believed me. Either that or they weren't watching. I hoped for the later.

Nodding a thanks to the man who was driving I stepped off the bus looking for the sign I had seen a moment ago. Sure enough I saw it and walking over I looked over the sign, it pointed to Attamoor and Richmoor. I had made sure to meet up with whoever I was working for close to where I had to do the job.

It was something I did a lot and it was because police always think that people do crimes that are in their area and like to stay in a group they know. That was why I had chosen Richmoor because I had only been there for a few days. So while I knew the area I was staying far away.

Looking at where it stated Attamoor was I started to walk in the direction. I let myself get lost in thought as I walked and as it had done for the past few days I found my mind wandering to my past, more specifically Dan.

I had a tug in me that was telling me to call him back. That it was time to go home. But I just couldn't do it I wanted to go back home and I knew I would eventually but not yet. Maybe in a few weeks, at the earliest.

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