Criminal Record

The final Moments

Clay headed back towards the map, “Guys focus, we will be having a sequence that we will work by, the most important thing is the rhythm of the rate. Every job of ours will almost take the same amount of time, so all of us need to work at the same time.” Clay stated, his nerves were extending out of his head, as the talk started going more serious. “If someone goes late for any reason, the others need to try to waste as much time as possible to cover up.” He continued. “What are the steps?” Kaito asked. Clay came closer to the map, and started marking, and locating points on the bank's map. “There are a couple, which have to be done in a specific sequence, a sequence which I have been thinking about all day. The only sequence that made sense.” Clay stated.

All of them were listening to Clay as he continued on talking. “When Kaito draws out the attention of the street-passers, Tucker and I should be inside, starting the conflict, and Zack should have already started drilling his way down to the vault from the roof. Once Zack lays on the ladder, Kaito should push the guards in the vault, and follow Zack upwards on the roof. They will land together in the vault, get the money, and get out as quick as they could. And again, once we see you running outside with the money, we will end the conflict and head directly back towards the car.” Clay said. “You Elsa, you should wait for us in the storage I rented, since the moment we go out till we reach it back with the money.” Clay directed his words to Elsa. “And you guys have to remember one thing, we do all of this with out a single drop of blood. We either finish without a bullet fired...” Clay said, and paused for someone to complete their known rule. “Or we get caught.” Tucker proceeded. “But, were are we putting the money?” Zack asked questionably. “Right here.” Clay replied, grabbing eight similar, black waterproof, rectangular bags from under the office's table.

Clay thwacked the bags on the table, “These. We are putting the money in these.” He said with a thick tone. “Each one of you is going to hold four.” Clay continued. “That’s it for today, huh?” Zack asked in exhaustion. “Yeah.” Clay replied, while taking a deep breath. “I just want you to remember tomorrow is going to be the big day, it’s the final day.” He followed up. “Then a little bit of relaxation will be demanded.” Kaito said, and headed to his Jacuzzi. The rest remained in the office, standing, and silent for a little bit. “Was it that stressful before?” Tucker asked. “The first time, yes, but I want to assure you that if we were doing that heist back then, we would have been as much stressed as now.” Clay answered. “I feel like, I don’t know how it’s done anymore.” Tucker stated.

Zack didn’t utter a word since, but started speaking, “Yeah same feeling, I think I have to get some rest.” Zack said in nervousness. “I don’t think I'll be sleeping tonight.” Clay mentioned, looking through the window, spectating the area as the sunlight was down, and the city light started to light. Clay was worried, because at the end it’s his plan, if anything went wrong everyone would blame him, like he knows Tucker is still blaming him for their failed heist. He started relaxing a little bit when his deep breaths started abandoning his chest, and the cold breeze of the wind started penetrating his skull. Elsa had already left the room, and Tucker went inside again without Clay noticing.

Tucker walked silently and went to sit by his brother’s side. “I know you are not doing that just for the money. You want to return our prerogative back. My prerogative.” Tucker said, and kneeled his head. “Our prerogative.” Clay followed up his brother. “I am just worried about Kay and Kelly, I don’t want them to get involved in this.” Clay said, with a look of frighten. “Hey, nothing is going to happen to them. Everything is going to go right. Everything is going to go the way you planned.” Tucker comforted him with a deep voice, a voice that didn’t have any compassion or emotions, not because he wasn’t sincere, but they didn’t want to become weak, and brittle. “Yeah, for sure it will.” Clay replied, but not as true as he meant it. “Go get some sleep.” Tucker advised, and walked away.