Tower Falling - Now You See Me {Completed}

Chapter Six

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Chapter Six

I sucked in a shaky breath and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to calm myself down. My mind raced to think of happy thoughts, but couldn't find a lot. Not that my time with the Horsemen wasn't the time of my life, but it wasn't good enough to counteract the panic attack I was on the verge of having.

Instead, I went back over the things we'd accomplished so far. We'd convinced Arthur Tressler to sponsor us. The weird "teleportation" device we needed for our first show was under construction and due to be finished in a few days. We'd arrived back from Paris a little over a week ago in high spirits. Étienne was under our control - well, Merritt's control - and that was the most crucial part of our plan. Almost. What we were doing now was pretty important as well, as much as I didn't enjoy it.

I supposed I could add the fact that I hadn't heard from Darren in months to that list, even though I was almost positive he was still out there waiting for the right moment to pop his creepy head in again. I chose not to dwell on that, however, and instead focused on keeping my breathing steady.

Whose idea was it to stick me underneath a pile of money, anyway?

A warm hand slipped into mine. I turned my head to the right and was met with Henley's toothy grin. Of course, how could I forget? It was her idea. So it was technically her fault if I ruined the whole plan with my claustrophobia.

On my other side, Danny held my hand as well. I switched from glaring at Henley to glaring at him, although I was sure they probably couldn't see it in the dim lighting. Through the darkness, I could see his blue eyes flashing. I'd be just as happy to blame everything on him instead, if it came to that.

We couldn't speak, we couldn't move, and I almost couldn't breathe. Insanity. This was insanity. Why the hell had I let them talk me into this? Merritt and Jack had the easy job of tagging along behind us on the motorbikes. I mean, I couldn't hypnotize the driver into driving where we needed him to or sleeping on command, nor could I open a locked armored truck, but still. Clearly, I wasn't capable of being in a cramped space with Henley and Danny without hyperventilating.

I nearly cheered when the truck rolled to a bumpy stop. I heard the guard that was watching over the money stand. There was a glint of silver coming from the direction of Henley and he collapsed. She drugged him. Excellent.

"Ready?" Danny asked. I nodded, but I'm not sure if he saw it. The three of us lifted our arms and pressed our palms against the two doors above us and pushed. With our combined efforts, they swung open easily, sending plastic-wrapped packages of euros tumbling to the sides and on top of us.

I was the first to climb out, partially because Danny and Henley couldn't get up until I did. Mostly, though, it was because I was two seconds from curling up in a ball.

I picked up one package and turned it over in my hands. That was for sure the most money I'd ever held in my life. We were stealing 3.2 million euros, and in my hands was a pretty decent chunk of that. Color me impressed.

I lifted my head when the truck doors clicked. They opened outward shortly after, revealing Merritt and Jack dressed to the nines as guards, their helmets tucked under their arms. Their eyebrows instantly rose as they took in the sight of the money.

Jack looked over at me and smirked. "All right there, Andie? You're looking a little flustered."

I threw the package of money at him; it hit him in the chest and landed in his waiting arms. "Shut up. Let's just do this."