My friends and I ran
down a back alley behind the bank. I was getting an uncomfortable sensation
that seemed to be spreading from my brain, down, and then circulating through
my body. I had never gotten this feeling when I was making trouble before, so why
now? I stopped. My legs wanted to keep going, but my brain was commanding them
to stop.
"Hey man, what
are you doin'?" Blackjack asked. We call him Blackjack because his most
famous crime was running into a casino, knocking out a blackjack dealer, then
stealing the money out of his pocket.
"Yeah man, we
are running on a tight schedule here, " said Wiz. Wiz was the brains
behind our operations, and he was always concerned about details.
"I can't do it
guys," I said.
"Yo, man up.
Don't you want yo share of the 500 g's we's about to steal?" Blackjack asked.
"No I mean… I…
Well, I would but Mrs. Jones wouldn't be wantin' me to be startin' this up
again." I said.
"Ohh, you
scared of a little old lady that you tried to pickpocket?" Wiz said.
"Yeah, she
could really get you fo' this one." Blackjack said, while him and Wiz
started shoving each other and laughing hysterically.
"She cared
about me more than you do," I said, "You just want me fo' my skills,
I know neitha' of you is knowin' how to pick a lock, or break into that there
bank vault." "Ha, you's guys wouldn't be what you are without me, but
you couldn't care less about havin' me as a friend, no you don't. So I'm gonna
be startin' my reputation up fresh, now, I quit."
"Alright, be
that way. We know how to pick a stupid lock, don't we Wiz," said
Blackjack.
"Yeah, sure
man. We don't need you to help, it just leaves mo' money fo' us, 25 g's
each," said Wiz.
"Yeah, see ya
man." said Blackjack, as him and Wiz high fived.
And I did leave. I
straightened myself up, found a good friend who let me use his shower, and
never did nothin' bad again. I graduated high school, went to college, and then
got a job as a lawyer. And boy, did I do a lot of cases against Blackjack and
Wiz, cuz they always got caught. I know that either of them ever did find out
how to pick a lock. Anyway, I got married, had kids, and lived a perfectly
happy life.
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