The Grand Heist (Started)

Korey

Korey sat in the truck and started to fiddle around with the pistol, a Desert Eagle, he kept in the compartment on the passenger side. Korey stiffened...gunshots. He put the truck in drive and whizzed over to where they had been dropped off Monique and Lucas. He arrived outside the place, grabbed his pistol and went to investigate. He needn't of bothered as the duo appeared shortly after he got out of the car. Lucas had a stormy look on his face.

"What the fuck happened in there?" Korey asked.

"Monique shot the dealer," Lucas mumbled.

" Why would you do that?" Korey asked outraged.

"He wouldn't give us the explosives," Monique said casually.

"Well what's done is done," Korey mumbled, willing himself to calm down, "Okay let's go. Just don't let anything like that happen again.

Richard

I readied myself as I slammed my fist against the worn blue door. Anticipation was overwhelming my mind, I knew which face was going to appear at the door: the mouse-like mug belonging to the weedy little snitch, Farrel. Sure enough, the door creaked open, and indeed the neat yet ugly face of the runt appeared in the entrance. His mouth opened to yell, but my knuckles collided with his jaw, knocking his head against the wall into unsciousness. I refrained in agony as realisation set in, the gobby thug's tooth had embedded itself between my middle and index fingers, and blood was seeping out of the wound.

"Shit" I muttered, as I waved my hand to signal for Dmitri to begin his ramsacking of the other loan sharks. The Belarusian cracked his knuckles, a expression of sadistic pleasure creeping across his face. One of the other men stepped out into the hallway to identify the source of the sickening crunch. He was only to be greeted by Dmitri's enormous hand, grabbing him by the throat and hurling his body across the corridor. I was going to enjoy this.

Dmitri

At last, violence. I had been waiting for my old friend to arrive.
I slammed my elbow down into the first man's gut as he writhed on the floor, cracks of plaster and wood fragments still drifting from the hole he had left in the wall when I had smashed him into it. The next came at me with a knife; pure instinct took over, and he dropped to the floor with it buried to the handle in his throat.
I made to push my way through the door they had come from, but found it barred. I slammed into it, throwing all my weight against the old wood, but it stayed fast. A few shots from my handgun elicited a scream from the other side of the door, but did little damage even at this range. I cast my gaze about, checking the walls, the ceiling. Everything was crooked and bowed; the house had little structural integrity. That would be favourable.
I nodded to Richard, who turned and left the building, before I bolted upstairs to find the room directly above, knelt, and ripped up a portion of the carpet. Flipping the sidearm in my hand, I smashed loose one of the floorboards and, taking hold of it in my free hand, ripped it free from the floor. I returned the gun to my holster and, reaching around, pulled a grenade from my pocket. I pulled the pin, holding the safety for now. Rising up, I smashed through the plasterboard ceiling of the lower floor, revealing the frightened faces of the sharks within.
I dropped the grenade into the hole in the floor, giving me five seconds to exit the room. I could hear the sharks banging on the door as I passed, sprinting out of the building as the grenade exploded.
Richard leaned against the car, casually watching the now compromised building begin to collapse. He looked at me with a contorted expression of black humour. I gave him a questioning look in return.
"What?" I puffed.
"I didn't think you could run that fast."

Richard

"I didn't think you could run that fast" I said, giving a slight look of obliviousness, but it was soon that I just broke down into chuckling. Dmitri laughed too, the adreniline in your veins does that to you. We turn to see Gabi's suprised face, and we laugh even harder. It was comforting knowing that these pricks were gone, it couldn't of happened to a group of nicer guys. The song 'Ring Of Fire' begins to ring out from my pocket and I delve y hand to the bottom of the pouch to retrieve the phone. I pushed the answer button.

"Hello? Is that you Korey?"

"Yeah, plan's went a bit..." he paused, "...wrong."

"What do you mean?" I shoot back, confusion in my voice and on my face.

"Monique shot the dealer, apparently they refused to hand over the shipment of explosives," he spoke, caring to phrase it carefuly as possible.

"What is ze matter? Capatilist piggies focked up ze shipment?"

'Not now' I mouthed. "Errm... Ok, just load the C4 onto the lorry and get to the garage on Kelvin Street. Me, Dmitri and Gabi will meet you three there".

I turned to Dmitri. "Nice work, my communist friend, we've gotta go dig the three youngsters out of shit now," I sigh.

"Letz go, I've had my fun".

Both of us jumped into the car and I turned the keys in the ignition, and drove of into the streets at speed.

"How's the hacking getting along back there?"

Gabi

"Hows the hacking going on back there?" Richard asks. I don't reply right away, slamming my fist into my forehead.

"I managed to take down their security camera's and their lazer sensors on the left wing. It's best we take that way for now, there's guards all around the right wing." I sigh. "I'm looking at the map of the place right now and we'e gotta hurry and go before they find out." I say, looking up.

Moniqu

"What the fuck happened in there?" Korey asked.
"Monique shot the dealer," Lucas mumbled.
" Why would you do that?" Korey asked outraged.
"He wouldn't give us the explosives," Monique said casually.

"Well what's done is done," Korey mumbled, willing himself to calm down, "Okay let's go. Just don't let anything like that happen again."

Monique shook her head, and whispered " Lily-livered bastard" to herself before she climbed in the back of the van after She and Lucas loaded the last of the explosives.

Meanwhile, Korey'd managed to ring Richard. He turned to the 'munitions expert and the gunslinger and said,"We're meeting them at Kelvin street. You may be in some serious shit Monique."
She just rolled her eyes and thumped her fist against his headrest,"I'm used to it. Now, let's go before that guy's extended family comes after us."
"What extended-" began Korey, but Lucas cut him off saying "The mafia you idiot, now drive!"

Korey

Korey sat there seething with anger, contemplating the situation they were in.

"Are you gonna drive, or what?" Monique asked, obviously getting annoyed. Close to breaking point he turned round and pointed my Desert Eagle at her.

"I did hear what you called me and I would of shot you where you stood if we were not allies in this, and the fact that your expertise is invaluable. However do not take me for a weak minded fool, who will not kill because I am weak. If you endanger this operation in a more catastrophic way I will personally end you myself!" Korey exclaimed, "Damnit."

"What?" Monique asked.

"Get out of the car and go get the explosives."