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Chapter #5
Jared is getting impatient.
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"How long does it take to get inside the place, for God's sake!" Jared groaned, rising up from the crate he was sitting on. "I thought the plan was to get the money and GET THE HELL out of this CRAPHOLE!"
Connor looked back at him like a teacher that was fed up with repeating something over and over again. "I just explained this: with the loot we stole from that heist today we can probably split it three ways and live on it for about a decade or so until we need to do another robbery. But, if we play it right and use these new 'trait stealing' powers, or whatever, we will be LOADED for LIFE; what part of that can't get through your THICK SKULL?"
Jared jumped up, breathing hard into Connor's face like a raging bull. "Don't you EVER, call me THICK again. Or I will SLIT your throat and shove your TONGUE up your ASS. Get me?" He said this in a calm, sadistic tone that confirmed that, not only would he do it, but he would enjoy doing it. Although Connor was the youngest of the three robbers, he was the obvious brains of the operation and considered his next words with extreme precision. "OK," he agreed stretching out his hand, "but you'll have to sit this part out- with your scars and physique, you'll stick out like a sore thumb and we won't be able to get anything but lengthy prison sentences."
Jared looked at Connor's outstretched hand, grunted in acknowledgment and spat on the ground before he walked off to light a cigar (stolen, obviously).
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