of the night.
“Why do you even have to do it?” Molly asks. “They have
hundreds of bikers that can retrieve the phone. Why does it have to be you?”
“I don’t know if the police are watching the house or not
but one thing I am sure is that the police are watching the club. No way in
hell can they get close to the house. If they’re caught with the phone it’ll
just get destroyedand so will any chance of exonerating Seth and my
brother. Or if it shows Seth or my brother as the shooters the police will use
it against the club. I get the feeling that since Seth wants it so bad, it
probably shows the Sheriff’s department doing something wrong and Sheriffs
will do just about anything to get rid of it.
After parting company with Molly I go back home to see if
I have been assigned any new articles for the website. This afternoon I’ll work
on any assignments I have and prepare for tonight. First on the agenda, find
that damn cell phone! Then I have to see if Caleb is alright or if he’s locked
up in some jail.
Amazingly I have been assigned three articles! I work on
them for as long as I can stay focused but too many other things are on my
brain right now. I decide to wait until it’s almost three in the morning. It
should be completely quiet in that neighborhood now. I park in the alley behind
the street, about a half block away from the house. I’m dressed in black skinny
jeans, a black turtleneck and black tennis shoes. I realize this makes me look
like a cat burglar but if I’m caught at this time at night it won’t matter what
I’m wearing.
I park my car and start walking. By the time I get to the
house my heart is pounding and I’m practically sweating. I’m in pretty good
shape so I think it’s just the fear and adrenaline that’s having this effect on
me. There’s a dirt path about four feet wide that separates the house I’ll be climbing
on and the other house. Fortunately the ladder is still leaning up against the
side. I glance around me quickly making sure no one is around. I appear to be
alone. I carry it around to the front of the house and lean it up against the
gutter in front. Even though it’s totally dark out I feel completely exposed.
Suddenly I wish I had a drink. I could do with some liquid courage right about
now. I take a deep breath and start to climb. The first step makes this ungodly
squeak and I freeze in fear. The whole neighborhood had to have heard that.
“Hey lady!”
I whip my head around, lose my balance and fall to the
ground with a thud. All the air comes whooshing out of my lungs leaving me
gasping for breath. Suddenly a face appears over me looking down at me. It’s a
kid. He must be maybe fifteen or so and he’s got a joint in his hand. When I
finally get my breath back I ask him what he’s doing out so late at night.
“I could ask you the same.” He says, blowing a cloud of
smoke in my face.
I wrinkle my nose up and do my best not to inhale. “Now I
understand why you’re not inside.” I say to him.
“Are you a thief?” He asks.
“Are you a drug addict?” I counter.
“You really gonna break into that house?” He asks me.
When I don’t immediately answer he continues his train of
thought.
“Cause if you are…no one’s home so you can just go around
to the back and reach in through the doggie door and unlock the back door.”
“What?” That got my attention. “How do you know nobodies
home?” I ask. Then it hits me. “You’re planning on robbing the place aren’t
you?”
“Nooooo…” He says. “I just notice things. Anyway, judging
by what’s left of the front window someone already has tried to break in, but
it wasn’t me.”
“Yeah I’m sure you’re totally innocent.” I reply blandly.
“Hey if you aren’t here to rob them why you want to get
on their roof so bad?”
“I left my cell phone up there.” I reply. No point in
getting into why I need it. I just want to get it and get out of here.
“Hey you can
“Why do you even have to do it?” Molly asks. “They have
hundreds of bikers that can retrieve the phone. Why does it have to be you?”
“I don’t know if the police are watching the house or not
but one thing I am sure is that the police are watching the club. No way in
hell can they get close to the house. If they’re caught with the phone it’ll
just get destroyedand so will any chance of exonerating Seth and my
brother. Or if it shows Seth or my brother as the shooters the police will use
it against the club. I get the feeling that since Seth wants it so bad, it
probably shows the Sheriff’s department doing something wrong and Sheriffs
will do just about anything to get rid of it.
After parting company with Molly I go back home to see if
I have been assigned any new articles for the website. This afternoon I’ll work
on any assignments I have and prepare for tonight. First on the agenda, find
that damn cell phone! Then I have to see if Caleb is alright or if he’s locked
up in some jail.
Amazingly I have been assigned three articles! I work on
them for as long as I can stay focused but too many other things are on my
brain right now. I decide to wait until it’s almost three in the morning. It
should be completely quiet in that neighborhood now. I park in the alley behind
the street, about a half block away from the house. I’m dressed in black skinny
jeans, a black turtleneck and black tennis shoes. I realize this makes me look
like a cat burglar but if I’m caught at this time at night it won’t matter what
I’m wearing.
I park my car and start walking. By the time I get to the
house my heart is pounding and I’m practically sweating. I’m in pretty good
shape so I think it’s just the fear and adrenaline that’s having this effect on
me. There’s a dirt path about four feet wide that separates the house I’ll be climbing
on and the other house. Fortunately the ladder is still leaning up against the
side. I glance around me quickly making sure no one is around. I appear to be
alone. I carry it around to the front of the house and lean it up against the
gutter in front. Even though it’s totally dark out I feel completely exposed.
Suddenly I wish I had a drink. I could do with some liquid courage right about
now. I take a deep breath and start to climb. The first step makes this ungodly
squeak and I freeze in fear. The whole neighborhood had to have heard that.
“Hey lady!”
I whip my head around, lose my balance and fall to the
ground with a thud. All the air comes whooshing out of my lungs leaving me
gasping for breath. Suddenly a face appears over me looking down at me. It’s a
kid. He must be maybe fifteen or so and he’s got a joint in his hand. When I
finally get my breath back I ask him what he’s doing out so late at night.
“I could ask you the same.” He says, blowing a cloud of
smoke in my face.
I wrinkle my nose up and do my best not to inhale. “Now I
understand why you’re not inside.” I say to him.
“Are you a thief?” He asks.
“Are you a drug addict?” I counter.
“You really gonna break into that house?” He asks me.
When I don’t immediately answer he continues his train of
thought.
“Cause if you are…no one’s home so you can just go around
to the back and reach in through the doggie door and unlock the back door.”
“What?” That got my attention. “How do you know nobodies
home?” I ask. Then it hits me. “You’re planning on robbing the place aren’t
you?”
“Nooooo…” He says. “I just notice things. Anyway, judging
by what’s left of the front window someone already has tried to break in, but
it wasn’t me.”
“Yeah I’m sure you’re totally innocent.” I reply blandly.
“Hey if you aren’t here to rob them why you want to get
on their roof so bad?”
“I left my cell phone up there.” I reply. No point in
getting into why I need it. I just want to get it and get out of here.
“Hey you can
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