Major Mistakes

Chapter 5 - The Big Day

Oceanside California
8:30am

Craig is standing naked in his room, yelling at the top of his lungs.

"Smurf, I asked you for one thing, to leave my fucking jeans in my fucking room. Now where the fuck are they." He is walking through the house.

"You can't expect me to go on a job like this can you?" Anger seething from him, Baz steps in front of him as he approaches his mother in the kitchen dead set on tearing her limb from limb. He calmly says.

"For the love of all things, can you please, calm the fuck down." Turning to Smurf,
"where are his clothes?"

"In the dryer, baby, I couldn't have my boys going out smelling of last nights beer, now could I." The over sweetness in her voice, just enough to anger Craig. Baz steps in again.

"Leave it, we have work." He turns to Smurf,

"where's J?"

"Didn't come home, I guess he stayed at Nicky's last night, I'll try and call him again." Smurf said heading to her room. Baz inhales deeply,

"what the fuck, day of a job, got one naked, one missing, Pope is loading guns like we are going to war. So Deran what's your deal" he says looking at his brother who was sitting at the kitchen island. Deran motions to his bowl of cereal.

"Breakfast Baz, just eating breakfast, I'm set. And Craig will be good you know how he gets when Smurf moves his shit, he probably had a bag of blow in the pocket. I'm ready just tell me when. But I was thinking maybe the kid should stay out front to watch the door, and the truck." Deran returns to shoveling cereal into his mouth.

Baz leans back against the counter.

"Not a bad idea, now to find him." And as if by magic the sliding door opens and in walks J.

"Morning, sorry I'm late, been fighting with Nicky all night. She just can't take the hint. I'm going to get a shower, be ready in a few." J says.

"J, hold up a sec" Baz says, J stops.

"Small change, we don't need 3 pulling the back, you watch the front, crowd control, no one in and keep an eye on the getaway truck. Got it."

He nods he understands as he walks towards his room, to shower. It so annoying that they still don't trust him, but whatever, he can't mess this up. He takes a quick shower, as he dries off he notices several missed calls on his phone. Of course they are from Nicky, damn he is really going to have to end this with her soon. He grabs his gun, tucking it into the waistband of his jeans and heads to the garage to meet his uncles.

The go over the plans a few more times before heading to the warehouse to swap out their personal cars for the ones Pope and J stole the other night. Since then the boys had installed a special custom made winch and pulley to get the reinforced door off and the safe into the truck. Over the years they had perfected their craft, coming up with better, faster, more efficient ways to steal the things they wanted. They settle in wait for time to go, Baz and Pope will be in the truck. While Deran, Craig and J will be in the car.

Mexican Border
Wednesday 12:30pm

"Finally, I thought we were done for amigo." The Mexican man sitting in the passenger seat of the steel grey Dodge Durango says laughing.

The driver, now visibly sweating smacks at his partner, "you know cabroné had we been stop we would be dead men, so I would stop your fucking laughing and call the Sons, tell them we will be later than expected, the border took longer than expected. Tell them only this. And once we get north of San Diego we can stop and eat."