The Dinner Treaty

Chapter Four - An Unexpected Complication

I decided to quit while I was ahead. I'd robbed five banks, and I suspect my brothers were starting to catch on.  Besides, I had more than enough to buy my outfit. I was never going to pay full price, but if the end result was half as good as my illustration, it was worth something. I made my way towards the store, sticking to the shadows. Within minutes I was outside the shop. Looking around, I couldn't see anything amiss, so I entered the shop, the bell once again indicating my arrival.  "I'm here to collect a delivery for Miss PinK." I received no reply, so I balled my hand into a fist and thumped on the desk.

"I will not repeat myself. Come out or I come in." Still, I receive no reply. With half a sigh, I leap over the desk and burst into the back room. My new costume lies discarded on the bench, with no tailor to be found. Something was wrong. I scan the room and only find a standard security camera mounted on the wall. One shot of my silenced revolver has it destroyed beyond repair. With a jolt, I realized what must have happened. The tailor had gone to my brothers. 

Being careful to ensure my mask is in place, I examine every stitch of my outfit. The sleeves, the collar, even the pockets yield nothing, but a small button at the back of the neck catches my attention. It appears to serve no purpose, just a small random addition. But, unlike the rest of the outfit, this button has been sewn by someone with clumsy hands. Laughing a little, I pick up the scissors and snip it from the fabric. I'll leave the tracker for the tailor to find. 

"Good try Boys."

I step outside the back room and enter the little changing room to the left of the counter. The measurements I provided were obviously adhered to. It fits me like a glove. I leave a wad of cash on the front desk, and exit the store wearing my suit underneath my ordinary clothes. 

Not five minutes later, I stroll back past the store to see if the tailor had returned. Sure enough, He's engaged in a discussion with Luke and is holding something very small. Something button-sized. No doubt my brother was annoyed. I smirk, enjoying the feeling that comes with holding all the cards.