Rebelle House

17. The Jorn's Are Like Thorns Prickly But Deadly.

Past Time (The Jorn's POV)

"Boys, get in here," Nick Jorn, the boy's father says while smoking a cigarette in the house with a table full of cash and drugs. To the right was a gun and pocket knife that he took everywhere with him.

Paul walks in from getting beer, Aero from looking over the books, Daniel from looking at blueprints of the next drop off spot they were supposed to do in 48 hours.

"Will? Where is he?" Nick says while handing his boys cash for their half of pulling off the deal.

"Fixing up his bike," Paul says, tossing his father a beer can.

Taking a few more puffs, he then puts out his cigarette, having them sit at the table.

"This isn't going to be easy. It's heavily guarded and even though we have enough men, some could get hurt in the crossfire. Now, I need you three, including Will, to not make any mistakes."

Daniel clears his throat, "Pops, I'm the van's designated driver, what do I do if things go left?"

Nick looks to his youngest, "Danny, keep the engine running and when you see your brother's running towards you with big wads of cash in duffle bags, you open the van doors and secure it. Then before the cops get there, you peel off. Simple."

"Why this joint? Why not the place down in San Diego?" Paul says cracking a beer open.

"Ten thousand with half the product we have but pure. Straight from Cuba."

Will now walks in with grease and oil stains on his hands, a little bit on his face.

"What about Cuba?" He asks, now being tossed a beer too which he catches opening taking a sip.

"Pops wants to hit that spot in Ashford," Daniel says low.

Sipping a little more, he nods, "And it's pure? From Cuba?"

Nick sighs, "If you were here listening then you wouldn't have to repeat the obvious. Yes. We have today and tomorrow to get this layout memorized," Pointing to the blueprint laid out, Aero now speaks up.

"What are we using in case there's more than the guards stationed for that night?"

Paul scoffs, "Is that even a question? We handle it any other way we have when doing a job."

Daniel looks to his brothers, "Kill? You're going to kill?"

"If the shoe fits," Aero says, now drinking.

Will grabs a chair sitting, looking over the plan, "And we have what we need? Men wise."

Nick nods, "It'll go smooth. Trust me. You're dad ain't no fool. We've done how many jobs? This isn't any different."

Aero sighs, "Let's hope not."

Two days later (day of heist)

"Got the–" Paul tosses what Aero was going to ask for nodding, "Yes. Danny, you got what you need just in case?" Daniel nods, "Yeah, I'm all good." Will puts his switchblade in his waistband getting one last swig of the bourbon that was there.

"Alright boys," Nick says strapped up and ready, "You ready?"

All four nod and they set out in the van while others follow on their motorcycles.

Thirty minutes go by and they finally get to the place which is being protected by three armed muscled head men.

"We got this. Piece of cake," Paul says, getting his gun ready.