He could hear the music. But the music did not manage to move past the fog in Bentleys mind, where he waited on the roof.
His head was full of memorys. Once there had been music all around. In the old days. He had been the brains behind the Coopergang. They were the best of the best. And they had had such fun! But the music had went silent...
It had been years since he last had seen Sly or any of the other members in the gang. He was still in contact with Penelope, but they were not able too meet, because of fear of being found by the police. Oh how he missed her! She, who was just as smart as him, and she was so beautiful.
Then, one rainy night, it had knocked on his door. Bentley had been mighty surprised. He kept his whereabouts secret and moved quite often. But there, by his door, Sly had stood. Sly always found him. It was as if there was an unbreakable bond between them. They were best friends, and they always would be.
Sly had suggested a plan. A plan to let all of the gang to live happy again. It had been an insane plan. But then again, their plans always were. And it could work.
He placed the explosives around the big glasswindow on the roof. Down on the floor, the dance was almost over. As Bentley just was finished, a helicopter moved in over the operahouse. He could see Murray waving at him. He signalled them, and he saw Murray put on a helmet. The helicopter was almost in level with the window now.
-Soon we will be together again. Bentley said, and pressed a button.