Honor Among Thieves

Chapter 3

"Honor..."

"Honor!"

"Honor, wake up, dammit!"

Honor slowly blinked herself awake to find a worried Archer inches from her face and shaking her shoulder.

"Thank, goodness!" Archer exhaled as he leaned back, relieved.

Honor tried to sit up, but the world swarmed around her.

"Hey, take it easy," Zack ordered.

Archer slowly pushed her shoulder back down to the ground.

Honor looked around, her brain still a little foggy. They were inside a tiny room with brick walls on three sides and wrought iron bars on the other, forming a holding cell around them. The walls didn't quite reach the high roof, and pipes ran all around the open ceiling. Four plastic yellow school chairs sat along one side of the wall, where Zach and Vanessa were sitting. Vanessa had her arms crossed, glaring at me while a bored Zach slouched in his seat. Two guards sat outside the gate at a desk silently watching us from the small openings between the bars.

Honor looked up at Archer again, and finally noticed the cut that ran along the right side of his forehead.

"You're bleeding," Honor croaked in a hoarse voice.

Archer touched the sore spot on his temple. "Oh this? Nah, I'm fine."

Honor looked up one more time and noticed some sharp hooks on the walls above her head. She guessed that this chamber was used as a storage room before it was renovated into their own personal jail.

Honor pushed herself up, using the bars as her support.

"I thought Zach told you to take it easy," Archer said, bringing an arm to help her.

Honor gently shook his hand off, and stood on her own. "Oh this? Nah, I'm fine," she mimicked.

Archer fumed.

Zach spoke sarcastically, "Well, don't listen to my advice. It's not like I was medically trained or anything."

Not many people know this, but Zach and Vanessa weren't always poor. In fact, they were children of the Goldings, the richest people in Westchester County, and they sent their kids to a private school where Zach was studying to be a doctor. Growing up in the limelight goes with the impression of being perfect and their parents expected nothing less of them. If one them so much as introduced themselves wrong then they'd be taken to bathroom where they'd be berated and told that they could never do anything right or that they'd amount to nothing. Vanessa protested by partying and dating boys that her parents would never approve of, but Zach protested by hacking into NASA at the age of fourteen. The Goldings didn't want this to show up in the papers, of course, so they made a heavy donation to the company, and everything was quickly swept under the rug. When Zach and Vanessa couldn't take the verbal abuse anymore, they ran away. Honor had met Zach and Vanessa later that year when they were trying to steal in the same heist as her.

"Seriously, I'm fine," Honor assured.

Archer angrily walked away and sat down in an empty yellow seat next to Zach.

Honor turned around to stare at the corner of the bars.

~*~*~*~

An hour passed of them waiting for something to happen, and people were getting antsy.

Everyone was arguing except for Honor. She stood quietly with both her hands not quite gripping but palming the bars on the gate. She stared off with an impassive expression.