Sound of money

14

- How are the police doing? - Rowan was talking to Eucalyptus.

- It's going bad, I won't lie. It was a stupid mistake, I really thought they wouldn't realize the painting was fake for at least a couple years.

- We thought. Well, how long do we have?

- 4 months. Exactly 4 months from now we're auctioning the painting overseas and after that, we have to move...Sorry, some of us will have to move out earlier.

- This isn't good, the gang won't like this.

- I can tell them.

- No, it's fine, I'll go and tell them.

Rowan called everyone into Cayennes room since it was difficult for her to get out of bed.

- ...We all knew this was the plan, in 2 months Dahlia and Frangipani are moving out. One month after that Cayenne and Sunflower are leaving, and one month after that I'm leaving. Eucalyptus will fly out after that and make sure everyone gets the money.

- That's bullshit...Let's enjoy the couple months we have left together. - Frangipani got a bit emotional.

Week after week the police were trying everything to get the painting, but were failing each time. The first 2 months passed incredibly fast. The last night before Dahlia and Frangipani had to leave was surprisingly fun.

- Listen, - Frangipani had drunken a few glasses, - why did we spend 2 months being sad? We had incredible moments and now we are going to our dream countries with basically unlimited money. We will start living our dream lives god dammit. 

Everyone agreed with Frangipani and started being happy, instead of feeling sad for no reason.

Nobody knew where anyone else was going to. Rowan gave tickets to Frangipani and Dahlia on the morning of their departure.

- All the information is on the ticket, your chauffeur will take you to the airport, when you get to London, get a phone and call this number. - Rowan handed over a piece of paper to Frangipani.

- So, this is it, right? - Eucalyptus was talking to Dahlia.

- Yeah, I guess it is.

- Yeah...Anyway, goodbye then. - Eucalyptus was nervous.

After everyone had said goodbye Frangipani and Dahlia set out. 

A day later Frangipani landed in London. The first second he got out he got mud on his custom Doc Martens. He went outside with his bags and rode a taxi to his apartment, which was his home for the next couple of months until the money would start to roll in.

One evening, as Frangipani was riding the train he read a headline: "Thief landed in London". As Frangipani panicked, he grabbed a free newspaper and read the first page:

" - Police have made an excellent discovery: the all-known art robbery in Chicago 4 months ago is starting to give hints. One of the thieves had left shoe marks on the crime scene. Luckily, the shoes were one of a kind. These exact footprints have been spotted in Stansted London airport. If you see these footprints, inform immediately. The traveling thieves beg the question: is this them splitting up? Or just another decoy for crime?"

- Shit. - Frangipani whispered.

He ran to the first shoe store he could find and bought new shoes. Frangipani put his unique Doc Martens back in his suitcase and went out to have a breaths. 

Back in Chicago time was flying by. Cayenne was healthy again and the police started to be less and less active. 

Months later Rowan left the house and left Eucalyptus alone to travel to the auction.

With 5 months down and the police not suspecting a thing, Frangipani was in England, Sunflower was in Majorca, Dahlia was in Norway, Rowan was in Iceland, Cayenne was in Oslo and Eucalyptus still had business in Lithuania.

Frangipani was getting comfortable around London as he noticed someone familiar in the window of a cafe.

- Sunny? - Frangipani asked himself.