Chapter Seven - Ready, set, go

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Link stood up from his chair once Rhett had finished his drink. Link smirked and pulled the hood over his head. 

" Let's get going, you remember what I told you, right? " 

Rhett nodded and they left the coffee shop. This time a day people were rushing in and out all sorts of stores, up and down the streets, and so did the traffic. 

" One three we run. " Link whispered. " One... two... three. " 

Link's foot touched the asphalt of the road and then he took off, Rhett was quick to follow. The horns honked all over the place. Link looked back at his friend and smiled, he then stopped just outside the comic book store. 

" It's exciting huh? " Link said, catching his breath. 

Rhett looked up at his friend and smiled. 

" Yeah, let's do this. Let's get the lightsaber. " He said and placed his hand on Links shoulder. 

The two 19 year olds stepped into the comic books store, that in the early summer was filled to the brim with young kids and their parents, checking out all the superhero and star wars stuff, including the lightsaber. But no one went long enough to lock their eyes on it, but it was sure a centerpiece. This made the theft a little more difficult, so they decided to pretend to browse through comic books until most people had moved on to something else. And since most of them were children it didn't take very long. Rhett carefully took it down and had a look at it, it was a nicely crafted piece of merchandise. He then pulled the neck of his shirt and quickly stuck the lightsaber down it and put up a fake, plastic lightsaber were the original was. 

" Nice move, never would have thought of that. " Link whispered as they left the store and walked back home. 

Link once again unlocked the apartment door and stepped inside, and Rhett took out the lightsaber from his shirt. 

" Nice, we did it. " He sighed and sat down at the kitchen table. 

" See, told you it wouldn't be any struggle. " Link said, correcting the fedora now present on his head. He'd already changed into a blue suit and white shirt. 

" I never asked, how much did he offer? "

" If we never get caught, three grand. " 

" For a lightsaber? "

" Star wars fanatic. " Link smirked.  " And when we get that money, you're getting a new wardrobe. "


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