- 2 am criminal | [ KRIIZY ]

셋 (Set)

I'm backkk

WARNING: If you get easily queasy then you might wanna skip over a few parts!

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"ACK!" The man moaned in pain. I smiled cheekily and threw the finger in his lap. "W-Why are you doing this??! This has nothing to do with you!!"

I grabbed the knife and slowly sawed at another one of his fingers as he cried out and watched the sight of his own blood spill onto the floor. "Don't ask me questions. I ask the questions. I get the answers."

He panted heavily, his pinky finger dangling from a piece of skin. "OK I'LL TALK, I'LL TALK."

A sinister smile made its way to my lips. "You pinky promise."

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(3 hours earlier)

"So we're robbing a mansion?" I asked. Evan nodded and started strapping on a gun to his waist belt and a knife along with other weapons, such as smoke bombs and grenades. I did the same and hooked the belt tightly around my waist. "Of who?"

"Some big shot, named Jay.. Swagger said he had stolen one of their ships and entrusts us to bring it back. Well, you actually, but.." Mini said as he typed on his laptop. Tyler fastening his belt as well and Marcel grabbing the keys to the van.

I chuckled effortlessly and smirked at Mini. "Me?"

"He believes you have a way with words." He smiled and tossed me the backpack. I rolled my eyes and put it on my back. "Also you look good in black."

I looked down at the all black tight turtleneck shirt and black military cargo pants with black combat boots. I shrugged and put on the fingerless black gloves, grabbing my black mask. "Are you gonna sit there drooling over how he looks or are you going to give us the plan." Tyler spoke up.

Mini rolled his eyes. "I'm not giving you the plan." He pointed to Toby who was walking down the stairs, in assuming he just got done changing. He had on the same thing the rest of us had except there was a pink heart on the front. "He is."

We all stared at him in confusion, well besides a laughing Marcel. "What's up with the heart?" Tyler asked.

"If I'm torturing someone I have to look fabulous while doing it." We all rolled our eyes and he smiled frivolously. "Okay so, the plan is fairly simple. Just as any other heist actually. Tonight they will be having a meeting well actually a betting or a campaign."

"Evan went to one of these meetings before and he's actually going to go one again-"

"Wait are we actually buying something with the money?!" Marcel cut off but Toby shook his head.

"No you fucking idiot let me finish." Toby groaned and Marcel furrowed his eyebrows at the male. "This is more of a distraction. Evan is going to fake as though he's actually bidding as well, yes there's going to be money in the suit case but we aren't going to actually try too hard. Mostly staying quiet."

He said the last part while staring at the man. "Just because I have a gambling problem does not necessarily mean I'm going to actually keep bidding." Evan spoke up with an eye roll. He's lying, this has happened before, when he feels the rush of getting something at a higher price and making his opponents seem broke, he loves it.

It's weird I know, but looking better than someone else is a weird turn on for him. "Is not. John I know what you're thinking, I can see it in your face." He said and I coughed.

"What ever do you mean?" I faked and rocked back and forth on his heels. He sighed and sat down on the couch.

Evan held up one hand. "I promise I won't go over board." We looked between each other and nodded before Toby started speaking again.