"So, you're telling me you wanna rob an armored truck? Nigga, how?" I asked Gunna. You know maybe this is karma for me saying this nigga wanna rob lil shit. Now, this nigga going too far. I'm tryin' get money, not set myself up for failure. Niggas out here tryin' die.
"So, look." he pulled out that damn binder again. He pointed at a Latino man. He was fine but actually looked familiar. "This dude right here, that's Julio. He used to work for this cartel a couple years back that my pops use to be with. "
"How do you know all of these drug dealers? What you use to work with them?" I asked cutting him off.
"Look that's none of your business and not the point!"
"Since we are a team, you ARE my business!" I said mocking him from earlier. He looked me up and down and mugged me. I couldn't resist but to laugh at him.
"We're talking money Brooklyn focus, aight?" I nodded my head. "Back to Julio. He works for Dunbar and he transports money through the credit union."
"Damn, that's that bag for real." I said.
"Yeah, it is." he said while smirking. "So how are we going to rob an armored truck? That's not easy." I asked.
"You're right it's not easy. So this is what I'm going to do!" he said while flipping to the next page. "You see, Julio still moves some work. He and some of his coworkers do the shit together so he stashes the banks' money and his money in the same armored truck."
"How does he separate his money from the banks' money?" I asked.
"Well from what we saw, he always puts his money on the left side from the back. All the money is in the same bag though."
"Aight, so let's just set the shit off and get it poppin I would love to have some more money!" I replied eagerly. I'd love to have some more money in my pockets.
"Slow down baby girl we ain't setting nothing off, let's not be dumb. I made a plan a long time ago."
"Ok, so what's the plan?" I asked. Ironic how he already has all of these licks planned out to me.
"Tim and I have been watching Julio and his little sidekick for about 3 months. Every 2 weeks Julio transports his money through the armored trucks. He has men who meet him at different credit unions to pick up his money every time. He usually does this transaction every 2 weeks which will happen again approximately 7 days from now."
"Ok, so how are we gonna get the money?"
"There are gardeners who come to the bank to take care of the mini garden they do have in the front and back of the credit union. The armored trucks are usually parked in the alley during transactions and the gardeners walk through that same alley too. Now, being as though they gardeners use insecticides, they wear a suit with a ventilator and a mask, which basically covers their whole body. The plan was for me to pose as a gardener with their uniform on, catch Julio and his man lacking, spray em with the insecticide. Then that'll give me enough time to only take Julio's money, not the banks', and then dip."
"Dip and go where? You can't walk down the streets of NY with bags a money in your hand! They'll catch you" I explained.
"That's where you come to play. You see there's a sewer on that alley and then there's one a few blocks away in a parking lot. I'll go down the sewer tunnel, meet you at the parking lot, then we gone!"
I'm not going lie, the plan wasn't bad.
"So, you with it?" he asked me.
"How do you know if all the information you got is still accurate?" I asked.
"We can be on the lookout for bout a week and watch their moves. And I'll show you what I'm saying is true." he replied.
I actually liked the plan.
"I'm with it."
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