Criminal Record

Brother's progress

The rider suddenly drifted, and stopped right in front of Clay and Zack, he moved the motorcycle to the side of the road and went off it. Zack and Clay left the car and followed him. “I knew it was the both of you, these stunts were remarkable, you still got it, Zack.” The rider said confidently, still wearing his helmet, he leaned on his motorcycle. “Hey Zack. Missed ya buddy.” Zack approached him for a hug. “But you should have left me alone, I got this.” He said in a snobbish way. “We just saved your life, we deserve a thank you.” Clay said angrily, due to his complete ignorance in Clay’s point of view. The rider took of the helmet in slow motion, and set it on the motorcycle.

He looked closely at Clay with a mugged face, “Come on, we are not going to do that, Tucker.” Clay said in big tendency. Tucker tried to remain the scowl consistent, but he couldn’t, and a smile was drawn immediately on his face. Soon both of them leaped a step forward to hug, a pretty tight hug, full of emotions, which even made Zack slightly smile. “The devil’s are back.” He said with a slight giggle after the smile. Tucker was almost as short as Clay, not just comparing them to Zack’s extreme height, but also in general. He more or less looked like Clay, but his right eye had something which wasn’t correct, the pupil was slightly smaller, and it was strangely baby blue, which was exotic to the other one, which was normal, and black.

Tucker was wearing a perfect, tight, leather suit, which matched totally with a motorcycle rider, and his motorcycle specifically. “And now we are almost back.” Zack cheered after the hug. “So, what made the cops too mad?” Clay asked questionably. “This.” Tucker answered, and reached into his black, leather suit, through the zipper to show them an epic necklace, with numerous diamond lumps. Zack showed a wowed face, but Clay seemed more sulky. “We want you to stay a little bit more alive, brother.” Clay advised him. “Cool, for me, I can wait, but my instalments can't.” Tucker replied logically. “Damn the same ego.” Zack referred to both brother's similarities. Both of them smiled, but then the smiles faded after Zack started speaking.

Zack wanted to go straight to the point, “So, I was thinking, Clay and I were thinking, to have a reunion and go on a last, big stint.” Zack said in hesitation. Clay looked down, and smiled, “I never said that.” But he looked up again quickly, when his sentence was intercepted by his brother. “I am in.” Tucker stated right away. Clay was shocked, he never understood that they were speaking seriously, it was the last reply he assumed from his brother. “Really?” Clay asked a free roaming question, but it mostly directed at Tucker. “We all have recessions Clay.” Tucker replied logically again. “We can’t speak here.” Zack tried to save a conflict before it starts.

He followed up, “You can’t go back to yours, I bet you are on the top of the wanted list now, it’s probably highly guarded. I am alone in the house, you can come for tonight.” Zack claimed, inviting Tucker. “Ok, thanks Zack, but leave that thing, let me give you a ride.” Tucker stated, offering something in return. “No, am good, take your brother, and then follow me, you probably have dozens of topics to speak about.” Zack replied to Tucker's offer. “Tomorrow, a meeting at my place, Clay. Catch us at the morning.” Zack followed. Clay nodded and got on the motorcycle with Tucker.

Clay patted on Tucker's back before he got off, “I miss those days.” He said with a smile. “Yeah, seems we haven’t got enough of them though.” Tucker replied, trying to go around. They reached Clay's house, Tucker  took of his helmet, and called Clay as he was going up home. “Clay!” He shouted. Clay looked back to him. “I want you to think about it. I want you to think about Kay.” Tucker said, trying to convince Clay, to accept Zack’s suggestion. “See you tomorrow.” Clay replied off point, and turned back to his way home. Tucker put his helmet back on and drove with the extremely audible motorcycle, due to the strong engine, and the quietness of the neighbourhood.

Clay opened the door, to see Kay standing in front of the door, waiting for him, they hugged each other before Clay even closed the door. Kelly approached them when she reckoned Clay has arrived. He was embarrassed from Kay because of his look, but Kelly was the one who noticed. “Welcome back Clay.” She said harshly, a greeting not from her deep heart. “Ok, you have seen daddy, time to sleep. Come on go to your bed.” Kelly instructed Kay. He said the good nights to his parents and left them alone, heading to his bed. Kelly approached Clay, and stood in front of him. “What?” He asked, as a result of her weird attitude. “I am waiting.” She answered. “Waiting for what?” He asked stupidly, he knew exactly what she meant.

She crossed her arms, and scowled at Clay. “Ok Clay, first of all you meet this random guy at the grocery, and then spend the whole day with him, and you return at night with....with this. Your clothes are torn, you have blood on your body, Clay.” She started shouting with a high-pitched voice, and her voice turned into cries lastly. “Ok, ok, calm down, let’s just sit away from Kay’s room, and I will tell you everything.” Clay relieved her, he didn't want to tell her anything, but he needed to confess to anybody, to release the concern off his heart. He also was thinking a lot, he thought a disclosure would help him take a decision. Both of them sat on an old couch, it’s colours were a little bit faint, and it didn’t match the taste of the house.

They looked at each other, as Clay started his speech, “I will tell you everything.” He said, and took a deep breath, then continued. “Long time ago, before our marriage, we were four.” He stopped. “Damn, that’s too hard.” He sighed and looked beneath him. “Tell me Clay, I promise whatever you say won’t change my feelings towards you.” She said kindly. He got himself together and proceeded. “We were four, we were criminals, we used to do heists together, and it never ended for us as a fail. Four years ago, before we met, it was our last heist, we gained a lot of money, so I decided that it was enough, although all of them thought I took the wrong decision. We were an indestructible force.” He paused after her question.

She interrupted his speech, “And?” She asked. “And then I met you, and then Kay appeared vividly in the image, so I held onto my decision even more, my first priority was to protect you. He started speaking more fluently. “You said you were four, do I know any?” Kelly asked keenly. “Yeah, you do, there is a person you don’t know, and there is Zack Wright, that man from the store, and...” He couldn’t complete his answer. “Who Clay?” She asked questionably. “Tucker.” He said lastly. “Your brother?” She asked in shock. He nodded as a yes. “But we were never caught. We never had criminal records.” He added. “Really Clay? All those years and you didn’t say anything? Why didn’t you?” She said, and her voice started becoming softer.

Clay bit his lips, “Because you would have left me, like would you be still with me if I say, ‘Hey I am a criminal.’?” He tried to turn the topic a little bit sarcastically. “That’s the truth Clay.” She stated disappointedly. “Look Clay, I don’t know why are you telling me this now...but, I can forget every word you said, as if you didn’t even say anything, but promise me, even if we have no food in the fridge, you would never do that again.” She said, she didn’t know if this was to comfort Clay or to comfort herself, but she didn’t find anything better to say. He nodded sincerely. “Good night.” She said, and directed herself to the room, leaving him sitting still on the couch.

He laid himself on the couch after Kelly left, he kept thinking all night, he was no just remembering the past, he was also thinking and planning for the future. He was trying to make a decision, would he join Zack and Tucker, and start working again? But that may put Kay and Kelly in danger. Or should he stick to his boring, routine lifestyle, and keep them safe? But in this case they may run out of money and food. A lot of thoughts came to his mind, he didn’t want to decrease the standards of his family's life, but his thoughts were not only financial, he also missed the factor of fun in his life, he wanted the pugnacity back, which have always made him forget ageing.