Die Tryin'
wedlocked. She lay there with her riches and gothic attire like a vampiress in her crypt, awaiting the sanctuary of night.
    Other gold coins and jewels had been rained down on top of her like priceless confetti, and Nick Black only now spotted the bones, the remains of her husband, lying next to and beneath her, his skull, minus its jaw bone, sitting underneath a gold crown.
    They were intertwined like true lovers.
    Nick Black stared on in disbelief. All four of them the same, as if they had each taken a hit from Medusa’s beam. He started shaking his head. It was like a scene straight out of
The
Goonies
—One Eyed Willie on his pirate ship, except this was Big Titted Ellie in her dying crypt, lying there with all her gold, and suddenly Nick Black knew what that kid Sean Austin felt like when he saw Willie’s dodgy eye and needed a long toke on his inhaler. He was as equally breathless.
    ‘I-I can’t believe what I’m fucking seeing here,’ he gasped. ‘Tony, pinch me.’
    ‘There’s no need, you’re not dreaming, mate,’ Marco replied in a cool tone. Cool because he knew exactly what lay in this tomb, what he was seeing was no surprise. No surprise at all.
    Marco smiled wryly and clapped his hands together. ‘Okay, gentlemen,’ he said. ‘Grab the loot.’
    Nick Black turned to see Tony just staring in awe at her cleavage, transfixed.
    ‘They’re not real,’ Marco said to Tony, smiling. ‘Implants.’
    ‘You sure?’ Tony said, his stare never diverting from them.
    ‘Yeah.’ Marco shrugged. ‘Like I said, rich bitch.’
    He then bent in and slowly unclipped a bracelet from her wrist and held it up to his face, lifting his shades up to get a better look at it. A golden all-seeing eye of Horus hanging from it glared back at him. He nodded his head in appreciation.
    Nick XR2 had his mobile phone out and was dialling. When he was done, he put it on loud speaker and held it like a walkie-talkie.
    Charlie’s voice then came on loudspeaker.
‘Is that you?’
he asked anxiously.
    ‘Yeah , Charlie,’ Nick XR2 replied.
    ‘What’s taking you so long?’
Charlie asked and Snoop barked in the background.
    ‘The lid was a real bitch,’ Nick XR2 answered, glancing at Nick Black as he spoke.
    Nick Black just ignored him and unpicked a stud-encrusted brooch shaped like a scarab beetle from her dress.
    ‘How’s Taki doing?’
    ‘He’s doing all right, the faghead is still messing round with his car, but I don’t know how much longer he’s gonna hold him for.’
    ‘All right. Sit tight and we’ll be out sharpish, we’re filling up the bag now.’ There was silence from the other end. ‘Did you hear, Charlie? I said we’re filling the bag now.’
    ‘I heard you, I ain’t deaf.’
    ‘Don’t you wanna know what’s in here? It’s a sight, believe me!’
    ‘I don’t care, re. Blood money. You’re all welcome to it.’
    ‘Does that mean we get to keep his cut then?’ asked Marco, carefully plucking the tiara from her head.
    ‘Do what you like,’
Charlie replied indifferently.
‘I’m just here to make sure you lot don’t get into trouble.’
    ‘Well, you keep doing that, Charlie. And let us know if anything’s up,’ Nick XR2 said.
    ‘Okay
(bark)
…’
    Nick XR2 clicked ‘end call’ and turned his attention back to the tomb. ‘I can’t believe this shit,’ he said, shaking his head.
    ‘Believe it, mate, ’cos it’s real,’ Marco retorted, shoving a load of bracelets into his bag.
    ‘I just can’t get my head around the fact all this gold and wealth is just sitting here,’ Nick Black marvelled. ‘Right under everyone’s noses.’
    ‘You’d be surprised what secrets are buried right under our noses,’ Marco said. ‘Make your skin crawl.’
    Nick Black didn’t like that expression right then. Didn’t like it at all.
Make your skin crawl.
..He shivered and his skin did indeed start to crawl. Tony then caught his attention. He was bent over the tomb, still transfixed by the

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