After the Heist

John Frazer

Lou's POV:

The next morning we woke up to the world talking about the missing gold in the Dubai Museum. News outlets were going crazy with the theories and conspiracies behind where the gold is. Some people say the government stole it, others say it is a way for the press to give Dubai attention. Other people are naming names, but the good thing is that ours have not been mentioned.
No one knows when the gold was stolen, where it was taken, and who was guilty of this crime. All they know is that it is gone.
"If they find a single thing, we both are going to jail," I tell Debbie as we are getting ready.
"Yes I know, this was such a big mistake," she looks at me concerned through the bathroom mirror.
"But I mean, jail could be fun" I joke.
"It's not, trust me," Debbie says dead serious. "We should leave." She says solemnly walking out of the bathroom.
"Do you really-" I follow her.
"Oh, now you want to stay in New York" Debbie jokes, but I could see that she really meant the leaving part.
"It's interesting." I shrug.
"Interesting? Let's wait to go to jail. It might be fun." she says, rolling her eyes.
"Don't get mad at me, I was just joking about going to jail Debbie."
"It's not something to joke about Lou, I'm serious."
"Okay Okay, I got it just calm down," I say almost annoyed at how serious she got all of the sudden.
"No actually Lou, you really want to stay?" Debbie asks more calmly now.
"I don't know, maybe we should talk with the rest of the girls. Tell them we think that the best idea is to leave." I say. "There is no way for us to incriminate it on Claude, there is no proof or evidence. We would need so much time to do that."
"There is no way they could trace it back to us either," Debbie says.
"Are you kidding? We were unrecognizable in those customs."
"But the Toussaint thing is still a problem. That plus the gold thing." Debbie looked worried.
"Let's go talk to them," I say walking out the door.

"Look who finally decided to wake up," Tammy says as we stroll down the stairs.
"Together," Constance says suspiciously.
"We have to talk to you all," I say ignoring all their comments.
"Yeah me too," Rose says from the corner.
"Omg Rose!" Debbie excitedly goes over to greet her.
"She came to tell us something but refused to start until you both were here." Nine ball says.
"John Frazier came to my studio yesterday," Rose stars.
"What?" Amita nervously says, choking on her water.
"What did he want?" Debbie asks, sitting down.
"He asked me if I had been in contact with you," Rose points at Debbie, which made everyone lay eyes on her. "He also asked about what I had been doing, and if I knew where you all were."
"Did they assign him to the missing gold case?" Daphne asks, confused.
"No, I think he is still working on the Toussaint case. He only had a portion of the necklace so they are still trying to figure out where the rest is." Tammy answers Daphne.
"But also, he is trying to keep us away from being framed," Debbie confesses.
"Didn't you tip him off?" Nine Ball asks.
"I did," Debbie nods her head.
"So he knows we did steal it, but isn't ratting us out," I add.
"Now I'm confused. Why wouldn't he?" Constance asks while riding on her skateboard all around the room.
"I don't know," Debbie says.
"Should we call him?" I ask.
"I don't know if we can really trust him," Amita says.
"We can, he had proof that we stole the Toussaint but he didn't say anything. So if he decides to rat us out, we can say that he knew this whole time, and I have proof of that." Debbie proudly says standing up.
"How would he help us now though?" Rose asks. "He seems pretty upset."
"Because he knows that if they catch us, he is going down too." Nine ball says.
"That is why he asked you where we were, so he can make sure we are all gone," I add.
"Yeah, we have to call him," Debbie confidently says, grabbing her phone.
"Would he be able to help us incriminate Claude though?" Daphne asks.
"Not sure," Debbie replies while looking at her contact list. "Doubt he wants to get too involved."
"Oh boy, this can either go amazing or we all go straight to jail," Tammy says nervously.
"What did you want to talk about?" Nine Ball asks, looking at Debbie and me.
"Is it about your relationship?" Constance teases.
"It's not important anymore, it was stupid," I say, trying to change the subject.
"No common," Amita says disappointed.
"We were thinking about how bullshit this whole gold plan is," Debbie says carelessly.
"When Deb and I went to look for the gold, we were not as careful as we probably should have been. We don't know if we left a trace of something in there." I add.
"But if we did, we are going straight to jail," Debbie says looking up from her phone now.
"Holy shit!" Tammy whispers under her breath.
"So we were going to propose leaving New York and going back to Bali or some other place," I say.
"You can't leave us," Amita says, almost sad.
"We won't until this whole thing is fixed," Debbie replies.
"Or we can all go together," I add.
"My whole family is here," Tammy says defensively.
"Wait but only they would be going to jail right?" Daphne asks nervously while looking at Deb and me.
"Yes, Daphne don't worry, you are safe," I reply sarcastically.
"Okay good" she replies while brushing her fingers through her hair.
"But you might be going to jail for your fingerprints," Constant says.
"Didn't we already have that under control?"
"Not yet," Nine ball says, turning towards her computer.
"I found John's contact!" Debbie calls out as she stands up from the couch.
"Call him," Nine ball says eagerly.