The HeistA cool autumns night
11-12-2019 CODE: NKYD101
Featuring npc: Vincent (Vinny), Jose, Lil' Booby, Frank (Frankie) his girlfriend Mary, and Vincent's cousin Mikey.
“Yo Vin, wake up man it's 11 pm.” said quietly by Vincent's cousin Mikey. He kicked the side of the bed that Vinny slept in a few hard times before the sobering Italian began to wake up. “Stop it d*ck, I'm awake.” the young thug grumbled and sat up in bed, his rough hands rubbing his face before combing his fingers through his unruly hair. The life of a party boy slashes behind-the-scenes big daddy businessman was what you could call... exhausting.
Veronica had a lot of respect for Vincent, even though she couldn't stand breathing the same oxygen as him at first, he did practically save her life. She would have ended up dying a sad and lonely death in that place if it wasn't for him. The young delinquent owed quite a lot to the man and everything he has done and continues to do for her. Often they fight like cats and dogs, sometimes it's a secret cuddle session on the couch at Veronica's apartment when all the boys and their girls aren't around. It has never been a romantic relationship between them, but, sometimes people just need some form of human contact and comfort. Vinny would deny it just as Veronica would if anyone ever asked.
Vincent finally got up and sloppily got dressed; what a wreck, but, full uniform as planned months prior. Everyone knew of the plan except for the star of the show, the main one would be the last to know. Frankie insisted on including Veronica in on this huge operation and at least let her know ahead of time that Frank's girlfriend Mary would be helping out.
Mary and Veronica do not get along very well at all. It isn't Mary that has the problem with the punk. It is the aggressive lamb that would be rather threatening to her with almost every encounter that they have ever had together.
Minutes later Jose shuffled into Vinny's room with a mouth full of Captn' Crunch cereal. “ Did you call her?” he asked, mumbling to Vincent. “ Damn, not yet, come on give me a minute to wake up and call her ass.” Vin cursed, annoyed at everyone reminding him and knowing good and well why he hadn't called yet. Veronica didn't know anything about this plan and he would have to bribe her in a very big way to get her to play along with such short notice.
Vincent grabbed his pack of smokes and lighter from the nightstand in his room and made his way out into the living room where all their equipment, maps, notes, and various weaponry sat sprawled out in different areas. He lit up a cigarette, taking in a deep drag of the toxin, holding it in for a moment before exhaling sharply as if he were frustrated or worried in some fashion.
Everyone began to straggle into the front room, stood or sat in random places, all dressed from head to toe in full riot gear. Mary... in the seductive dress and heels she was to wear for the distraction. Mary was, in fact, nervous, hoping everything would go down like it was supposed to and she wouldn't have to do very much. She acted tough on the outside, however, she was extremely frightened and frail on the inside. Perhaps that was why Veronica disliked her, she had a way of reading people and sensing vibes. Veronica tends to be a watcher, observing and coming to her conclusions. Identifying compulsive patterns of behavior and pathological liars.
Too bad Veronica lived a life of crime instead of using her knowledge for good.
Vincent stood there, all eyes on him as he tapped his foot, took several more drags from his smoke, and finally pressed Veronica's contact on his phone.
Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring...
“Like always.” Vince said disappointed and with gritted teeth. He began to pace, a bit briskly, the boys and Mary gave each other looks as if having a soundless conversation with just their expressions. Just then, the green-haired lunatic answered the phone.
“ Ew...” she slurred over the line as she sat on her sofa, just had fallen asleep while watching “ Impractical Jokers” all cuddled up with her dogs Rambo, Layla, and Lil' G. “ What do you want?” she asked, pausing on the word you as her eyes slowly closed again, holding her iPhone to her right ear. “Aye, V... listen, I know it's short notice.” he said and Veronica was about to hang up right then with his words. “ DON'T HANG UP!” he yelled over the line and the girl rolled her eyes and didn't say anything, just listened. “ Thank you...” he said and continued with what he wanted to say. “Like I was saying, I know it's short notice and sh*t, but me and the boys... we got this job V.” he spoke with hesitation in his voice. “...and, what else?” she replied with a question like she normally did, always gathering information.
Vincent made an expression of “Damn it” from her reply. “ Well, and... Mary is going to help some.” he said, soft, almost barely above a whisper. “ Hell NO!” Veronica backlashed and even shook her head no. “Oh come on V, you won't even need to be around her. We just need you for... ya know.” he spoke with a quick and nervous tongue. Veronica huffed and took a deep breath in, slowly exhaling through her nose. “ I guess... come through.” she said, hanging up on him. She was not too thrilled about it, especially being around that fake Mary, but, it was for Vinny.
The sleepy punk then sat up and loved on her fur-babies, hugs, and kisses for a few minutes before stretching her arms up above her head and yawning. Vincent calling for something, she pretty much knew he would be pulling up soon. She quickly got up off of her lazy ass and rushed around her apartment, getting things she may need and dressing her normal way, but others would think she was going to a punk fashion show in the middle of a war zone or something. She still had no idea what they would be doing, however, knowing the boys and they needed her help, it must be something worthwhile.
Sure enough, not too long after the call came the knock at the door. It was Vin, she knew his knock even if he didn't know he had a particular one, but he did; she would smile when she heard it. Going to answer the door, came the process of unlocking several locks, a chain, and a number key digital lock. She had to keep herself safe in the area she lived in and the merchandise she kept in her apartment daily.
Finally opening the door, she was indeed met by Vincent, and she gave him a once over. Noticing his wardrobe her expression went from a smile of greeting to a what the f***. “ Uh, what are we about to be doing?” she asked, just as Jose walked up behind Vince. Veronica's attention immediately was stolen. “ Holy sh*t...” she cooed as a big smile graced her lips and she pushed Vincent out of the way and ran to hug Jose tightly. She hadn't seen him since her last day in the ward. He hugged her back hard, lifting her off of the ground even though she was much taller than he. They chuckled and he put her back down upon the ground. “ Good to see you girl and damn! You sure are looking good!” he teased, looking her up and down and being suggestive. Vince interrupted. “Alright whatever, let's go.” he grumbled and trucked off towards his car. Jose and Veronica looked at each other and laughed. She then locked up her front door and walked to the car, sending a text to the neighbor asking to be on the lookout and to please feed her pets. Entering the car and closing the door, she recognized Vincent's cousin Mikey behind the wheel, he was the young gun, a cutie, but not Veronica's type. “ Hey there Mikey.” she greeted in a sweet and girly tone. He just smiled back at her and shook his head as if she was being silly. Indeed she was.
Sitting next to Vincent in the backseat, Mikey driving and Jose riding shotgun, Veronica pinched Vin's cheek playfully. He swatted her hand away. “ V, stop it, not in the f***ing mood.” he growled out but in a soft way. “ Damn, fine ya jerk-off. So, tell me the plan.” she replied with a change of topic in which she was curious. “ Oh, yeah, okay right.” Vince stumbled over his words. Veronica could be quite intimidating sometimes, even to the big boys. “ Okay here's the plan...there's this politician we found in one of the red-room chats. We hacked him and have been watching him for a good while. He's legit.” he explained. Veronica understood what that meant. “ Let me guess you need me to find his location and get you in right?” she yet again, answered with a question she already knew the answer to. “ Yeah, and your backup of course.” he said and she took a deep inhale, reaching into her jacket pocket and pulling out a cigarette. “ No smoking in my car V, you know this.” Vinny scolded. “ Shut up.” she replied and cracked the window as she lit it right up. “What is the guys' name?” she asked, not caring, curious of how well-known the guy was. “ You won't know him, don't worry about names, I will give you what you need when the other car joins us.” he informed and Veronica snarled her upper lip, knowing he meant the other car with Lil' Bobby, Frankie, and his girlfriend in it. “ Alright Vincent, you know I'll do this for you, no problem, but, what do I get out of all this hassle?” she asked, side-eyeing him with a smirk to her pout. “ Come on V, you can get a cut of what we get.” he replied immediately after. “ No, there must be more.” she insisted. “ Can we discuss that afterward?” He asked with a quirk on his bushy brow. She just smiled and nodded her head at him, continuing to smoke her cigarette.
After a few moments of silence, the other car, sure enough, slid in behind them, even cutting another car off to fit in. Mikey looked into his rear-view back at Vince and they both nodded. “Okay V, here... this is the guy's watch and... hair from his brush.” Vinny said, holding back a chuckle as he dropped the stuff onto her lap. Veronica looked down at the items sitting upon her lap and then over to Vincent and gave him an expression as if she was at peace, soft subtle smile, eyes of fantasy, and cheery pink cheeks. She hadn't even touched the items, just gazed into his eyes and he sat there, frozen in place, unable to look away from her. “113 Brooker Ave. East, New York, NY.” she whispered and leaned her head against the backseat. Her lids fell shut, though her smile remained and Vince just stared at her for a while. Like he was in some sort of trance. “ YO VIN!” Jose yelled and snapped him out of it. “ What the f*** mane, been called your name like fidy times. She said the address, we go now?” he asked. Vincent shook his head, it's in New York. Would take us way off of our timeline. “ You want to call it then?” Mikey asked. “ Uh...” Vincent then looked back at Veronica who appeared to be sleeping. “Nah, let's go... road f***ing trip I guess.” he replied with a humorist tone, though, Veronica, yet again, would be last to know.
Seemed like days had passed while Veronica continued to sleep. She hadn't been taking very good care of herself, therefore using any abilities she has; exhausted her. Across country trip at the last minute, who doesn't just love that? With her head resting in Vinny's lap, her hues began to slowly flutter open. Seeing the daylight, the sun rays had broken their way through the thick tinted back window and landed on her fishnet-covered thigh. She looked up, and there, looking back down at her was a tired-looking Vincent. She sat up fast, her right hand brought to her head as she looked around, scanning the unfamiliar surroundings. “ Where are we?” she asked, almost feeling as though she had been kidnapped-triggered. With no quick answer, she asked again and louder. “ Where are we?!” beginning to get upset she glared over at Vincent. “ Um... okay so what had happened was.” he cackled. “Oh no, none of that sh*t, what's going on?” she asked and gave him a look as if she was not even having it today. “ Okay, so the guys' the place is in New York so we are on our way there and we are close. By tonight should be there.” he replied with a weakness in his voice. “I can not f***ing believe this.” she complained and crossed her arms, scooting away from Vince. He made a face at her and she furrowed her brows and made a face right back. “ I have to pee.” she said and Vincent, Jose, and Mikey all groaned. Veronica just carried a bitch grin.
The toilet flushed and Veronica washed her hands, looking into a busted mirror in a gas station's bathroom. She looked like trash, she was hungry and a bit dope sick, but she didn't want to let Vincent see any sign of weakness. After refreshing herself a bit and exiting the bathroom that was in the back of the gas station, she noticed the two cars parked next to each other, and everyone was outside of the vehicles conversing and smoking a blunt. Veronica hurried over, wanting to hit the blunt before it was gone. She walked up to Frank who had it, his girlfriend Mary standing right next to him. “Hey... Frankie.” Veronica said and popped her cherry lips upon his cheek in greeting and to piss off Mary. “Oh... Hi Veronica!” said Mary, right on cue and Veronica just gave her the evil eye, took the blunt from Frankie, and hit it a few times, her orbs staying locked onto hers. “ You got something to say, Mary?” she asked, aggressiveness to her voice. “ No...” Mary replied, but inside her head was visualizing beating the crap out of Veronica and the boys all promoting her to a queen. -Some unrealistic fantasy.
“Good.” Veronica replied and glanced over to Vincent who was already glaring at her and Frankie like he was burning a hole right through them with his eyes. Veronica sensed some jealousy there and held back a grin, then walked off to get back into the car; which in turn sent the rest to follow suit and get back into their cars to be on their way again. After all, this was all their ideas, not Veronicas.
Back on the move, Veronica didn't make a peep, there was no time for that, she was busy visualizing this man's home, the layout... snow upon the ground, covering one car parked outside. It had been there for many weeks as it was the man's daughter that was out of town. The man is divorced, and has stolen property of his ex-wife's that he is holding for ransom. Has boxes of tapes of child pornography, written down log-in ID emails for different identities on the Deep Web, into some not-so-nice things. Exploiting young girls, sex trafficking, kidnapping of young Indonesian virgin girls, and selling them to the highest payer. Veronica could see all these things about this man playing like a movie inside of her mind, but his face was a blur and no names were used. Her ability could only go so far, Vincent knew that and what he had in mind was just to use her far enough for him and the boys to rob him, but after learning such horrible things, Veronica had other ideas in mind; blackmail mainly, or she could be one of those wonderful selfless people and turn him in, but then again, if a cop even thought for a second she was Veronica Blackwood, she would be arrested so fast and thrown under the jail. For now, she would keep this information to herself, maybe the boys didn't know about these things. But, then again maybe they did, she would find out soon enough.
The emerald-haired female turned to Vincent and he raised both brows, trying to read her which was impossible for people to do usually. “ Hand me the map?” she requested and he handed it right over to her. It was a piss poor excuse for a self-drawn blueprint of the property but Lil' Bobby needs to do something sometimes. Veronica snatched a pen from Vincent's bag that was at his feet. She began to make circles and lines and connect points and x's and little notes here and there. She then returned it to him and simply explained. “ Follow the instructions, should be an easy in and out.” she said with a comforting tone. “Thanks, V...” Vin spoke with a grin. “ Sure..” she replied with a shy smile and turned, looking out of the window. Needing to gain her strength, the unknown was just a few hours away.
Parked, a couple of blocks away from the man's home at an abandoned park. The cars unloaded - Veronica, Vincent, Mikey, Jose, Lil' Bobby, Frank, and Mary, all got into position and dressed for the job. Veronica huffed and puffed at how Mary looked, red dress and heels, long curly hair, red lipstick-WHORE! “ You ready Mary?” Veronica chirped at Mary and she flicked her off in reply. Veronica laughed at her and stayed back, in her location as the girl was to walk right up to the front door and ring the bell, claiming her car had broken down nearby and her cell phone didn't match her dress. As the distraction went on, the fellas would follow the map that Veronica drew out. Off they went, leaving Veronica behind; her head dropped but looking up through her lashes, she noticed Vinny looking back at her. She smiled, and waited, strapped, the gun drawn, safety off, full clip. Extra clips in hidden locations, her custom knife tucked into her boot, ready for anything. She wasn't sure what to expect. So she waited, nervously, her anxiety through the roof-kinda.
Mary happened to do her job just as she was supposed to, the man did answer the door and offered to help. That was before the boys in black rushed in from behind the damsel in distress and intruded into the man's home. Veronica could hear yelling and commotion going on inside the house, people walking with heavy feet all over the home. If she could hear this activity from the outside, she was sure the neighbors might as well.
After several minutes of this noise coming from the home, Veronica became impatient and came out of her hiding spot. Just as she did... two gunshots rang out and she could hear Mary scream. “Sh*t!” Veronica cursed under her breath and ran to the back entrance of the house, breaking in. The scene she came into was when the man they were robbing was armed himself and shot Frankie two times in the leg, he was bleeding out everywhere. The man hadn't heard Veronica come into the back entrance and Mary made eye contact with her as she cried like a baby over Frankie being shot. The boys were all screaming at each other and the man. Veronica tiptoed, very slowly, and silently came up behind the man. No shakiness to her wrist, no compassion for him now, he shot Frankie, and before the end of the barrel touched the back of the man's head she pulled the trigger. Blowing his head apart, brain matter and muck, blood spatted, flung everywhere, and yet again, Mary with the screaming.
They all stood in shock, except for Veronica who lowered her piece and stepped over the man's corpse. “ Mary shut the f*** up and go to the car. Lil' Bobby and Mikey, carry Frankie to the cars and load him, hurry. Vinny, Jose, with me... time to raid. -And so they all did exactly what Veronica said to do, good thing she was there to put all these dumb-asses in their places. Following Veronica, at first, the guys soon broke away into different directions and they all went after what they came there for. Soon enough, the cars were loaded and they were off into the night with lots of good goods, a scared-for-life crying girlfriend, and Frankie with two holes in his leg. Luckily they knew a seamstress who would fix Frank right up. They all were a complete mess, blood, and skull, brain in chunks all over them.
Veronica had blood on her hands, it wasn't the first time. But, at least this time nobody on her side died. Too bad Mary, maybe next time. Sitting in the car, they drove off to who knew where the unknown for now. Veronica felt something brush up against her left hand, she looked down to suddenly see, Vincent's hand taking hers into his, wanting to hold it and even let people see.
