Just My Luck (boyxboy)

Ch 3. Sam

Sam's POV

It was almost noon the next day. Before I made my way here I looked through all my clothes to find the best ones I owned so I didn't stand out too much among all the rich people.

People around here really were snobby with the most expensive-looking clothes and shoes I've ever seen. Girls carried little dogs in their purses with phones glued to their hands and didn't even look my way once. Most of the guys were old and wore nice suits, making them look like businessmen. I definitely felt more out of place.

It took me a while to find the only payphone on this street but when I did I stood close by and waited since I didn't have a phone to look at the time, I wasn't sure what time it was and knew none of these people would stop to give me the time if I asked.

It wasn't too cold as people sat outside enjoying probably the last warm day before the cold fall really started to set in.

The phone started ringing making me jump. I hurried to the booth and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Sammy. So glad you could make it. I can't get any closer so this is where you come in. Over to the left, you will see people outside eating close by in front of a white building. You see them?"

I looked over and saw the white brick building at the corner with a small open sitting area. Not too many people were there. With a glance, I would guess around 10 or 15 in total.

"Yes."

"Good boy. A man is sitting there in a black long sleeve dress shirt on, skinny, black hair brushed back nicely. You can see the tattoos on his neck and hands. Sitting with him are two men. A dark-skinned man and a reddish blonde haired man. You see them?"

I looked over, quickly scanning around but found them early. The two men sitting with him were huge and rough-looking. They stood out the most and looked like they could kill me with one punch but all those muscles would weigh them down too much if things went wrong. I could easily outrun them, no matter how much they worked out. I didn't have to worry about the man either. He would send those bodyguards after me to do his dirty work. I mean, that's what he paid them for anyways.

"Yeah. I see them," I told him.

"Good boy. Take the man's phone and go quickly. I'll find you later to get it. Sammy... just take the phone and go as fast as you can without drawing attention. Don't stop for any reason. I'll be watching but I won't be able to help you if you screw this up. You're on your own from here. Good luck Sammy," he said and hung up the phone.

Okay, just take and go. I got this. Easy.

I sat down on a bench nearby keeping an eye on them from a distance but not directly looking at them. My attention was finding where his phone was and where he put it when he got up to leave.

They sat there and ate their food and talked for a little while before I saw him pick up his phone from the table to look at it. The man then stood and put it in his back pocket as the other two got up with him. Perfect place for me to take it.

I got up and started that way as they paid the waiter. Feeling the watch I took last night in my pocket, I got an idea. I was going to sell it for some cash but I needed a distraction as I pulled it out of my pocket.

My eyes fell on the few girls sitting nearby. They were talking and giggling about who knows what and looking at their phones. They were all dolled up and looking snobby as hell. I smiled.

As soon as I walked up and was in line with the three men I quickly threw the watch over my head at the girls and kept walking.

The watch shattered one of the glasses on the table and all four girls jumped up screaming. The three men looked over with everyone else's eyes, including mine, to see the huge and loud scene they were making.