Last Night In Newark Pt. III.
"Here. Take this." Lean handed Trey an assault rifle from the duffle bag he had been carrying.
"Whoa, man! I don't want that shit!" Trey barked back.
"Look it's an airsoft gun, stupid. Just take it in case shit goes south."
Trey took the gun & the two began to make their way inside the first part. The hallway that connects all of the suites together. Once inside, they had to enter a key code on the door to unlock it.
The two gained access & entered the store.
"Do you hear voices?" Trey whispered to Lean.
"Shh."
The two stood still as they entered the building, waiting to hear another sound similar to a voice.
Lean slowly walked up to the end of the hallway and looked around the corner towards the office.
"It was definitely next door. There's no one here." Lean said.
The two went into the room & unlocked the safe to reveal all the money.
"Holy shit." Trey said.
The two piled up all the money & they began to make their way to the getaway car. As Lean reached for the door to exit the store, you could hear someone on the other side attempting to enter the code to gain access.
Lean grabbed Trey and the two prepared for an unexpected encounter.
The owner of the store enters along with two other men. They enter before realizing the two men standing in the corner with their guns pointed at them. They didn't recognize Lean due to the mask he wore.
"Everyone get away from the fucking door!" Lean shouted, quickly taking a dominating stance by moving everyone together.
"As long as everyone stays here & doesn't call the police, no one get's hurt. You weren't supposed to fucking be here man! What the hell are you doing here!?" Lean screamed, clearly losing his control.
"Please don't kill us! This is my store and these are my friends we came to celebrate his birthday since we share this side of the building together. Take the money & get out but please don't hurt us!" The store owner shouted.
Trey & Lean took his advice, kept the guns on them as they exited the door and made their way to me.
"Holy shit what happened in there you guys look like you saw a fucking ghost! And what the fuck are these guns doing in the car what's happening?!" I shouted as I began to lose my cool.
I'm supposed to go to Miami tomorrow. Why is this happening to me.
"Drive! Drive! Drive!"
"The owner showed up. Fuck. He didn't recognize me, but we've got to get the fuck out of here." Lean said.
My heart was racing, but I put the car in drive and took off.