The House Of Games (BTS mafia) 18+

2. You cant escape

Y/N's POV

The alarm was on.

Me:
- Shit!

Instantly I stood up trying to find the direction that the sound came from, I did a quick search around the room.

When I understood that I wouldn't be able to find it I went to my original position crouching in front of the huge safe.

It sounds like it's coming from all fucking directions! I didn't even start opening the safe yet! How the hell did this happen?

I started the laser machine again and continued with the process, but now I had to do it ten times faster.

Remember, no mistakes!

My hands were working fast and with precision, thinking that few minutes ago I was casually taking my time, now I felt stupid for not taking into consideration that they would have back-up alarm mechanisms.

I don't even know what triggered the alarm, when I was so careful and strategic.

It's not something that ruins completely my plan though, just a slight mishap.

I know where they are, it's not to far, but it would take them utleast fifteen minutes to get here. It was enough time for me to open the safe, although it would be nice to have more time.

Let's pray for red lights on their way.

I worked so hard for this. I stalked them for 5 weeks until I knew everything about them, their base of operations, their businesses, everything.

I found out, that when they're done with jobs they go out to relax together in a club called "heaven" and it's the only time that they leave the house unprotected, the only time that their guard is down and that was tonight.

Well so much for guard down.

My fingers started to hurt the laser tool that I was using to break through the huge safe was difficult to manage. It wasn't something I hadn't done before, it's just that the only thing that was against me right now, was time.

Since the alarm started to go off its been... I looked down at my wristwatch... 4 minutes now, its getting tiring and the fact that I was beginning to sweat under my leather outfit, was making everything more uncomfortable and stressing.

Why the hell did I wear leather? Fuck my life...

I tried to control my unnaturaly fast breathing by concentrating on my handy work. I'm almost there.

I was using the laser to make a hole big enough for me to pass through and I had almost done it.

The alarm kept ringing in my ears making it difficult to concentrate, I knew I didn't have much time left. As I was near at finishing my imperfect shaped circle on the steel surface... something felt wrong.

The steel piece that I cut fell to the other side of the safe making a horrid sound that echoed through the whole house and then, I noticed. That was the only sound that was present and when it ended, there was nothing.

Me:
- Fuck!

The alarm stoped!

I quickly grabbed the empty backpack that I had prepared to put the money in and went through the hole.

I wasn't going to take everything, just enough and now that I was seeing how much money they had in here the backpack couldn't even storage 2% of it all.

The amount that I was taking was minimal, nothing they couldn't make in a day or two, I hope.

I passed the gold pieces on my left and went for the cash and couldn't control the smile that crept into my lips at the sight in front of me.

As soon as I spotted the five hundos stacks on a low shelf I crouched down and began grabbing as many as my small hands would allow me and putting them into the bag as fast as I could.

My bag was almost full, when I heard something.

A noise, from downstairs.

My eyes went wide at my realisation.

THE DOOR!

In a flash I got up, threw my bag full with my now newly collected money through the opening that I created and went after.

I could hear voices and running steps getting closer to me.

Escape plan is a go.

I always have a back-up plan just in case.

Without any more thinking I put the bag on my back and went straight for the window.

The door of the room opened wide and with the periphery of my eyes I had only a second of a glimpse to make out a guy with a black face mask, before I realised what was going on.

???:
- In here!

I heard him yell, probably alarming the others.

He came rushing for me, his hand was only a milemeter away from me when I opened the window and jumped.

My hands went straight for my grappling hook.

While on air I turned facing the window and fired my hooker ( that's what I call it) and landed on the sill of the window.

Before he could do anything I had already reached the ground.

And I was gone.