Chapter 1: The Crew

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It was in the JCF (the Jamaican police force) headquarters, that Officer Robert B. held five fugitives for numerous crimes, including theft, fraud, trespassing, vandalism etc..., he met with Commissioner Joe Prat, to discuss what they were going to do with them.
"What've we got Rob?"
"You're gonna love this, five hotshot criminals trying to make it big in dream land, it's pathetic"
"Are they the ones we're looking for?"
"All evidence points to them, besides, we've got their friend locked up in here, he's in for murder and theft of one million dollars, and they match the description"
"But are they the ones were looking for?"
Rob sighs "If they are, then the oldest at the time was 18"
"So you're telling me a bunch of teenagers pulled off one of the greatest heists in history?"
"I'm telling you there's a chance"
They head into the integration room, where the five are sitting in front of a large metal table, hands cuffed behind their back. Rob points to the first, a muscular guy, strong jaw line and bold eyes, bald and bearded and is wearing glasses. He looked very angry.
"This is Bruce, 22 years old, the brute force of the gang, but surprisingly not just muscle, boasting an IQ of over 140, this guy knows almost everything about anything"
"Hmm impressive, why turn to crime then?"
"He grew up in a country torn apart by civil war, his hometown was the origin, a rough childhood gave him extensive knowledge in most fire arms, drugs and how to plain murder someone"
"Still no reason to turn to a life of crime, next"
Rob points to a cute girl, with a kind twinkle in her eyes; she was rather short and had shady skin. She looked scared.
"Stacy, 23, she's rather innocent compared to those freaks, she's also quite sociable, from what I hear she's their informant, she has connections with almost every crook in the Caribbean"
"I have a feeling she's going to be very useful"
Rob then pointed to the youngest, average body and height, pale skin and round face, he had beard stubble all about his face, this guy seemed troubled by the situation, but tried to hide it.
"Now this one's a loose cannon, Tanner, 19, we've had him here twice before, got bailed out almost immediately"
"Not this time"
Rob then pointed to a Girl, long hair and quite attractive; she had pale skin and round emerald eyes, she looked fierce and confident, her look made Rob feel unsettled.
"Umm, this is Clary, Tanner's older sister, 22, from what I heard she's the scariest and the smartest of the group, but if she's on your side, you've got a huge advantage"
"Not so scary when you're all cuffed up, are you?"
Rob then pointed to the last one, a 21 year old dark skinned guy, brown eyes and long curly hair and a goatee. The guy was smiling, he looked almost happy that he was captured.
"Now this guy's a total nut job, J..."
But the commissioner interrupted "Jack Hunt, I know who he is"
Joe turned to jack and smiled
"I'm a big fan of your act, you're quit the magician, aren't you? Why are you joined with a bunch of criminals?"
Jack simply smiled and said "A good magician would need good assistants"
Joe laughed sarcastically, slams his hands on the table and gets closer to jack and said "Well, why don't you and your "assistants" show us a magic trick"
Rob and Joe laugh, Jack, still smiling, just whispers "Abra-Kadabra"
Jack, now free of his cuffs, then grabs Joe by the head and slams it on the table! Bruce gets up and grabs his chair and with a brutish swing he knocks down Rob. Tanner and Clary grab Rob and Joe and cuff them to the chairs.
Joe, in a shaken voice asks "How?" Tanner gives a slight sarcastic laugh and goes "magic!" with an arm movement making it seem like his wooing a crowd.
Clary then looks to Joe and mockingly says "Not so scary when you're all cuffed up are you?"
Jack, rushing to get the job done, he orders in quick fire "Okay, here's the plan, Bruce, "borrow" Commissioner Joe's uniform and go find Kyle, Tanner, you're with me, we go find the money, it's probably stored away in the evidence room, Clary and Stacy, you stay here, we'll get back to you and then Bruce and I go get his bomb, and blow our way out of here"
But just as everyone was going to do their part of the plan Clary interrupts "No, new plan, me and Stacy get the bomb, and we all meet back here"
Jack, apparently disliking the new plan, shakes his head in disapproval "No, it's too dangerous!"
Clary ignores him and as the girls are walking out the room she stares back at him and says "I know... that's why we are going"
Jack smiles and looks at Tanner and Bruce, they smile back, Jack sighs "We go with the new plan"
Clary and Stacy try to make their way to an abandoned janitor room where Bruce had hid a hand crafted magnesium trigger bomb. On their way they hear footsteps, getting louder and louder, certain that they were caught, they stand completely still, but to their surprise, two officers zoom by them, completely ignoring the fact that two intruders are standing before them. They look at each other in surprise;
"Clary, what just happened?"
"I have no idea, but we should hurry up"
Meanwhile, Tanner and Jack make their way to the evidence room, where they find a modern day treasure room, it had all sorts of items a group of young criminals would need; money, drugs, weapons... Etc.
Tanner says "Okay, did we just hit the motherload?"
"No, remember what your sister said, we need to stick to the plan so we don't end up like Kyle"
Tanner raises his brow as if to say "Are you kidding me?"
Jack smiles and says "We only choose three things, each"
They loot the place like children on Christmas day, and head back to the interrogation room, where they find Clary and Stacy with the bomb.
"What's all this?!" Clary said with her eyebrow raised, a look that frightened Jack.
"Come on! It's just something I found on the way"
Clary does not break eye contact, Stacy, trying to lighten up the mood says "Ugh, you never listen, do you? It's amazing how you're still alive!"
Clary sighs, disappointed by Jack and Tanner actions. Tanner then puts his hand over her shoulders and apologizes;
"We're sorry okay; we could use all the extra stuff. Besides, we're fine, that's all that matters right?"
Clary sighs, lowering her eyebrows "Yeah, I guess your right"

Meanwhile, Bruce, now dressed as commissioner, heads to the prison cells and finds the one Kyle is locked up in; he takes the keys from an officer and tells him he needs him in the interrogation room. There sat a tall, pale skinned man, with rather tall uncombed curly hair, and sporting an un-groomed beard.
Upon seeing Bruce, Kyle whines in a sarcastic voice "Oh, so you didn't forget about me? That's nice"
Bruce grabs him and angrily says "Shut up idiot, we're here for the money and Jack thought it'd be a waste to lose an investment to the team even one as useless and regrettable as yourself"
Kyle mumbles "Yeah yeah whatever"
Bruce takes Kyle back to the room; they all look at Kyle in silence.
He sighs trying to seem apologetic but fails miserably "Okay okay I'm sorry, but that guy was a jerk"
Stacy says "If we go around killing jerks you would be long gone, wouldn't you?"
They all laugh and jack pats Kyle on the back and says "It's good to have you back"
And now that they were done with all that they had came to do, it was time to leave. Bruce grabs the bomb, a mess of wires and electrical components the size of a football, not the most beautiful machine but it got the job done. He messes around with the wires for a bit until there's a click sound joined with a satisfied "Aha!" and a high pitched ringing sound from the bomb.
"You know the drill, cover your ears and don't look directly at the bomb" Bruce says in a monotone voice as if he had said that exact sentence a million times.
The ringing sound gets higher and higher, until suddenly it stops. Bruce adored those milliseconds of silence; it was the calm before the storm. He only had time to slightly smile, before the bomb went off, blowing their way to freedom. They make a run for it and hijack the first police car they see, Jack looks behind him and notices the lack of police helicopters and cars chasing them and wonders;
"Hmm, I have a feeling that that was too easy, or is it just me?"
Bruce laughs and says "No, not really, since everyone always checks for weapons or poisons or drugs, no one ever bothers checking if maybe you are sneaking in some laxatives. The very laxatives that I have made sure are enhancing the flavor of the food in their cafeteria"
They laugh and Jack goes "Ahhh, always a step ahead, huh?"
Kyle then says "So, what now?"
Jack smiles and looks towards the beautiful Caribbean sea, and says "Why, we go back to the ship of course!"

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