Chapter 9.

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The 2 lovebirds were too caught up in their moment together that they didn't notice the sliding door was opened, Stu, Chow and Alan staring at Phil and Brooklyn a couple feet away from them.

"What's their deal?" Chow asked Stu with a beer in his hand, to which he shook his head.

"That's not for us to know," He answered, even though he already knew, before raising his voice. "Phil! Brooks! Let's go!"

Then Phil and Brooklyn remembered they were on a mission as they turned around and stepped back over to the 3. "All good?" Phil asked, his hand holding Brooklyn's as she held onto Phil's arm with her other.

"Easy peasy," Chow stated and led the 4 inside the living room of the house.

"You have no idea," Stu muttered, making Phil and Brooklyn look at him strangely before following inside.

"Come on," Chow nodded for them to follow.

Walking through the living room that was just as beautiful as the outside of the house, Chow pushed over a large statue, causing it to shatter on the floor. "Whoops," Chow half-assed apologized, snickering at his destruction.

Destruction of property. Another thing Brooklyn could put on the list of what she wanted to arrest Chow for.

"Jesus, be careful, Chow," Phil exclaimed, stepping over the fallen statue and helping Brooklyn around while Chow just laughed.

"Fuck this guy!" He shouted, knocking over a medieval suit of armour next. "Living in my house. Living my life."

"Can we just stick to the plan??" Stu begged as Chow picked up a throwing axe from another suit of armour.

"Fine," Chow rolled his eyes, but then threw the axe into a nice painting hanging on the wall. "Ha-ha. Ruined."

Chow continued walking, drinking his beer as Alan followed right behind him, as if he was the only god Alan worshipped.

"He's out of control," Stu commented to Phil and Brooklyn, to which both of them immediately nodded.

"Lets just get this done," Phil stated, following Chow and Alan to what looked to be a closet door, but because of that model house, it had to be the cellar where the gold was being kept.

Brooklyn remained hesitant.

Chow only met Doug once. And knowing Chow, he was a selfish, manipulative bastard that would not just hand over 21 million dollars in gold for some guy he barely knew.

Why was he so invested trying to help save him? Even if Alan asked him to help them?

She wished she still had her gun in case things went south as she followed closely behind Phil into the cellar. But thankfully she kept her pocket knife on her incase she actually did need to stab something. Or someone.

If Phil wasn't already protective of her if Chow was around, he refused to let her get more than 3 inches away from him if she was pregnant.

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Chow turned the lights on as he walked down into the cellar. "This way. Come on, come on," He urged as he reached the bottom of the stairs, now inside the cellar.

He turned towards a thick brick wall, turning on an overhead ceiling light to help the other 4 see clearly. "It's buried behind this wall, Stu?" He then asked, requesting the sledgehammer that Stu offered to carry.

The thought of a guy as small and skinny as Chow made Brooklyn want to laugh but decide not to. Because that was probably the quickest way to end up with a bullet in her skull and make Phil very, very upset.

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