Rome arrived to the hideout shortly after. After they all ate breakfast, Will opened a large bag that he'd brought with him and handed each of them a grooming kit.
"Before we buy the suits, we have to smarten ourselves up a bit," said Will, "I've got soap and shampoo if needed, help yourself."
All three men gathered up any hygienic necessity they needed and went to work. They rinsed every bit of dirt, grime and common man smells off their bodies, trimmed their fingernails and shaved their stubborn stubbles. Then, they slapped gobs of hair gel on their heads and slicked it back, Rome pulling his into a neat ponytail. The three of them looked in the mirror and were astounded to see the clean shaven, well groomed men that looked back at them.
"Well shit," said Will admiring himself in the mirror. "Almost didn't recognize myself. I haven't been without facial hair since '83."
The three men left the warehouse and searched for a decent looking car to boost. If they were going to look the part, then they couldn't be driving around in Jonny's battered Buick. They were in a working class part of town, so it would be highly unlikely that they would find a car of high quality.
After walking ten blocks, the men finally found a black 2010 Audi A6 near a convenient store. Rome took a slim jim from inside his coat and broke into the Audi. Will and Jonny got inside shortly thereafter.
"There's this place downtown Elizabeth," said Will, "they sell decent and reasonably priced suits. Only a few miles away from here."
"Hate to break it to you, big dog," said Rome, "but that place burned down a few months ago, nothing there anymore."
"Really?" said Will, "well shit, where else is there?"
"We can head to Jersey Gardens Mall," said Jonny, "they sell cheap suits."
"Alright," said Will, "Jersey Gardens it is."
It was the morning, time so not many people were at the mall, which suited the three gentlemen just fine. They walked into The Mills, where a portly, tossle haired man with glasses attended to them.
"How can I help you three gentlemen this morning?" he asked in a legit cheery voice.
"Yes," said Jonny, "we'd like something that says I'm a corporate douche that has a six figure salary, but still rides the train, and drinks lattes all day
Rome and Will laughed.
"My son, the joker," said Will at the man's bemused expression, "three of your finest suits."
After the man took everyone's measurements, Will, Jonny, and Rome walked out of the Mills, looking like conservative businessmen and not scruffy degenerates.
"Next stop; Fliehr's Jewelry Store," said Will.
Fliehr's Jewelry Store was a luxury jewelry store owned by jeweler, R.M. Fliehr, one of New Jersey's richest businessmen. Will had read about him in a magazine while locked up, and he seemed like he was a real asshole, so he wouldn't feel bad about jacking his store. Then again, he never felt bad about jacking anyone, regardless of whether they were assholes or not.
"Nice and easy, guys," said Will, as they park the Audi across the street from Fliehr's.
The three men walked casually toward Fliehr's, Will whistling tunelessly as they entered the store.
No doubt the Fliehr's was a fancy store with its white marble floors and onyx walls. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling reflecting off the display cases of the numerous jewels, glittering like ice.
Will scanned the place with his quick eyes. A security guard was a few feet away from the door. As he walked up the aisle, he noted that the display cases were easily breakable.
"May I help you sir?" asked the cashier, a young woman with her cherry pop colored hair cut into an undercut and square rimmed eyeglasses.
"Yes, you can, dear," said Will, adopting a courteous, professional manner, "you see my boy here-" he clapped Jonny on the shoulder- "his birthday is today and I'd like to get him the best watch money can buy."
"Yes, right this way, sir," said the cashier, leading Will, Jonny, and Rome to center of the store, where a pair of lovely Rolex watches stood.
"These here are the Oyster Perpetual collection," said the cashier, "This one is the Day Date. Handcrafted Platinum, and it also tells you the date and day of the week along with the time. "
"Impressive!" said Will genuinely. "Ring me up for two. Any best friend of my boy is a boy of mine as well!"
After Will paid for the watches, the three men went back to the Audi and discussed the score they would take while driving."
"Okay, so they've got one security guard on the perimiter," said Will, "And he's armed, so we'll have to take him down quickly if we're going to pull this off."
"Also," said Rome, "while I was in there, the most expensive jewelry is in the back of the store."
"Good observation," said Will, "I had to buy the watches so her suspicions wouldn't be raised. I'll get it back when we pull this score."
"How much we're talking about if we pull this score?" asked Jonny.
"We could possibly walk out with 6 million dollars when it's all over," said Will, "I got a guy who can move them for us once we finish the score."
Jonny whistled.
"I'll finally be able to get out of that rat sack of a factory," he said.
"So we're going to need masks, and guns and a getaway car aren't we?" asked Rome.
"Yep," said Will as he stopped at a red light, "I'll handle the guns, Jonny you shop for the masks, and Rome, find us some coveralls and a getaway car. Indescreet, but fast."
Rome nodded.
"Alright, now that we've gotten that out of the way," said Jonny, "I'm fucking starvin' dad, why don't you buy us some lunch?"
That odd feeling settled itself in Will's chest. He agreed to buy the food, but didn't say anything else.