don't get caught
With nothing but adrenaline running through my veins, my breath quickens with my eyes wide open and the corners of my mouth extended as far as they go. I’ve driven through this neighborhood several times, but tonight was different from the all the rest.
Pulling up to a dark building with a pitch black sign that from memory reads home jewelry, I open the car door to be greeted by my accomplice. She explains the heist thoroughly, I pay close attention not wanting to miss a single detail that can prevent us from being caught.
Having no experience, a professional like herself can be very intimidating, she wears all black along with a ski mask I can’t imagine her without. Standing at only 4.9 she’s the short but intimidating type, with a strong build looking as if she could lift a train of people (most likely case; she can).
I’m in complete focus as she says the last thing before breaking the locks, “don’t get caught”.
Entering the store I release a sigh of relief. Thankful that the alarms weren’t triggered I continue further into the store. Carving the thick glass I grab necklaces, bracelets, rings, and everything that held value. I’m on a complete high thinking how perfect everything is going, and how we’ll get away without a scratch, but as I turn around I begin hearing police sirens! I look around the store for my accomplice, and when my eyes find her she yells at me to get going. I start to run for the door, but greed overtakes me as I gaze at the most gorgeous diamond necklace…almost as if I’m possessed I make my way toward it. My accomplice is screaming at me to run, but when she realizes I’m no position to listen or leave she takes off…
~by epi.tomato on instagram 