The Final Heist
By Brittany Wright
Copyright Brittany Wright 2016
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Olivia yanked the gearshift into park, the old car rumbled as it idled. Beside her, Samantha leaned forward to look out of Olivia’s window.
“This is gonna be the biggest heist we’ve ever pulled off!” Samantha said, bouncing in her seat.
Samantha talked through her teeth when she got excited; it made everything she said sound like she was blowing through a kazoo. Olivia rolled her eyes but allowed herself a chuckle.
“Remember the plan?” Olivia asked.
“Sure. Arrive, pilfer, leave, profit. Simple.” Samantha said.
“Sam, get serious,” Olivia said, shutting off the car engine, “This has got to be done right. Now let’s get moving, we don’t have much time.”
“We don’t have much time,” Samantha muttered as she stepped out of the car, “Who else in the world would be doing this? It’s three in the morning on a Wednesday.”
Olivia led the way to the entrance and got to work on picking the lock to the door. She’d formulated the plan for this heist almost a year ago; the payday for completing the job would net them enough money to get out of the crime business. Olivia had dragged Samantha through a life of near misses and sticky escapes for long enough and them out of that crazy life was her top priority.
Once inside, Olivia slipped a piece of paper from her pocket and called Samantha over. A set of rough floor plans was on the crumpled piece of paper and she pointed to a spot highlighted with a star.
“That’s where we’re trying to get. It should be somewhere in the center room,” Olivia said, “We’re looking for a gold necklace with a huge emerald in the middle and a bunch more around the sides. Security is pretty light, they think they’re just guarding a bunch of dusty junk, but we’ve still gotta move quickly. Are you ready?”
“Ready Freddy,” Samantha said, “Let’s get moving.”
The sisters picked their way through the first room of the dusty complex. All of the tiny knick-knacks and clusters of useless collectibles made the place look more like a yard sale rather than a treasure trove of valuable trinkets.
A loud clatter and a loud swear brought Olivia’s attention around. Samantha was tangled in an ancient looking dress form and what looked like a my-sized Barbie. Olivia rushed to her sister’s aid, helping her untangle her foot from the holey lace monstrosity on the dress form and pulled the big Barbie out from under her.
“I swear that thing attacked me,” Samantha muttered, “It came out of nowhere.”
Olivia chuckled, “Easy sis, don’t anger the Barbie spirits. Let’s keep moving.”
Samantha kept close as they moved through the crowded showcase room. The lights were dimmed and the girls squinted as they made their way through the mazes of displays.
“Who would store something so valuable here,” Samantha said, “This place is full of crap.”
“Would you expect anyone to try and steal it from a place like this?” Olivia said.
Samantha shrugged as they reached a set of double doors. Peering through the small window, Olivia frowned as she spied movement on the other side of the door. She glanced at her watch; security shouldn’t be there to do their rounds for another half an hour. She’d planned this heist down to the nanosecond; this was not what they needed. Olivia eased the door open, motioning for Samantha to get low as they crept through. They pushed into the shadows of the doorway and Olivia squinted into the main area of the room.
“Oh you have got to be kidding,” Samantha whispered, getting to her feet.
“Sam! What are you doing?” Olivia hissed.
“Hey! Why do you jerks always feel the need to follow us around?” Samantha said.
Olivia groaned as Samantha stomped out of their hiding place into the dim light of the center room. Following her sister, she spotted the reason for the outburst. Alex and Paolo Harrison were in the center room, digging through a mountain of odds and ends. The brothers were a constant thorn in their sides when it came to the business of thievery. Paolo and Samantha had been an item years ago and their breakup led to even more issues between the competitive sets of siblings.
“How did you find out about this place?” Paolo called.
“Liv’s been researching this for a year and there is no way we’re letting you guys ruin this one!” Samantha said.
“What could you two possibly be looking for in this junkyard?” Alex asked.
“Seriously? Did you think we’d actually fall for that,” Olivia said, “Forget it. Why don’t you two cowboys mosey on out of here and let us do or job.”
“This isn’t amateur hour ladies,” Paolo said, “Run along, I think I saw a Barbie out there you girls can play with.”
“Don’t you talk to me about that damn Barbie!” Samantha shouted.
Paolo laughed, “I know you’re a collector, Sammy. Wouldn’t she look nice in your slum of an apartment.”
Samantha stomped a little closer and Olivia followed, keeping her eyes on Alex who was digging through a pile of tangled jewelry while his brother and Samantha argued. Olivia moved toward Alex, keeping quite until a crystal star on the ground crunched under her boot. Alex’s attention swung to her and Olivia held back a gasp. Their target was clutched in his hand and he noticed her reaction.
“So this is what you’re here for,” Alex grinned, “Paolo, let’s go. If these two are slinking around here for this tarnished piece of crap, it must be worth a pretty penny.”
“Hey! No way, that belongs to us,” Samantha shouted. “You don’t even know what it is! If you guys are going to keep stalking our hits, you could at least educate yourselves.”
“Sorry sweetheart. Looks like you girls are out of luck.” Paolo said.
Samantha scowled and picked up the nearest item to her—a stuffed doll with a heavy plastic head—and chucked it at Paolo, “I am not your sweetheart!”
The doll struck Paolo in the shoulder, and fell onto a table of glass dolls that shattered with a loud thump. From the back half of the room, the rattle of keys drew their attention. A sweep of yellow light sent the four of them ducking for cover as security walked into the room. Walkie-talkie static filled the large space and Olivia yanked Samantha closer to her.
“I have a plan,” she whispered, “Follow my lead.”
Samantha nodded as Olivia groped next to her on the ground. With a glass trinket in hand, she whipped it in the direction that the brothers were taking cover in. It smashed against a display case near them. The sisters jumped up and took off running towards the back door. Behind them, she heard the brothers and guards shouting.
Olivia pulled Samantha into the shadow of another doorway. Behind them they could hear the pounding footsteps of the others, and Olivia chanced a glance down the hall. Alex and Paolo were the first through the doors; Alex still had the necklace clutched tightly in his hand.
“Grab that necklace when they go down, got it?” Olivia said.
“Wait, what?” Samantha said.
“Just be ready!”
Olivia threw herself out of their hiding place as the brothers passed, knocking into them with all her weight. She heard the clatter of the necklace hitting the ground just as the thundering of the security guard?
??s steps started to catch up.
“I got it!” Samantha yelled.
“Go, Sammy! Run!”
Samantha took off and Olivia tucked herself into a shadowy corner, using the brothers’ struggle to right themselves as a distraction to the guards. While they were shouting at each other, Olivia eased her way down the hall before taking off sprinting when she got closer to the door. Samantha was on the other side, dancing on her toes, the necklace gripped tight in her hand.
“Let’s go! Follow me.” Olivia said.
She led Samantha through the cluttered space, which looped back around to the entrance room. The sisters crashed through the doors they came in and didn’t stop running until they reached the car. Olivia cranked the engine and peeled out of the parking lot just in time to see the brothers in the rearview mirror.
“Holy peas we did it,” Samantha giggled, “We really did it!”
“Do you know what this means? We’re out, Sam. Once we get this money, we’re out for good.” Olivia said.
“It’ll be enough for that?” Samantha asked.
“It’s worth at least a hundred thousand, that’s what I was told,” Olivia said, “I got you into this and now I’m getting us both out. We’re done and it’s the legit life from now on.”
“I never thought I’d see the day.”
“Yeah me either.” Olivia said.
Samantha grinned and reclined her seat, putting her feet up on the dash, “Well then, let’s go get paid!”
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Brittany Wright
About the author
Brittany Wright is just starting her writing career despite having an interest in the art for her entire life. At age 9 she had a poem published in the Anthology of Poetry by Young Americans, and is beginning to transition from a retail career into a writing career. She is earning a Bachelor of Fine Art’s in Creative Writing at Full Sail University.
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