Wrong move

GRAND I drove the midnight black  Audi  R8  into the garage . It roared its last as I took the keys off the ignition. I got out of the car . "You never dissapoint me baby girl" Alex said . "Am good at what I do Alex"I said . His eyes manouvered at the expensive price behind me . "Hes all yours , "I said . "You know the drill , keep your phone on "he said . "I always do Alex , "I said. "How did you do it ? What about security?"he asked . "A bird's nest has better security , it was so easy I began to think maybe its a fake "I said. "Trust me I know a real Audi when I see it"he said. "Am really toast , we will get in touch "I said. He was busy looking around the car he was so excited and happy . I love cars to especially luxury  sports cars but Alex was  obsessed with them , I sometimes think he m*********s just staring at the parade of luxury cars I bring to his garage . "Yea sure " he said. I got into my G-wagon and drove to my one bedroom apartment . Its not a huge fortress but its in a quiet surrounding . I collapsed on the couch like a  sack of beans . I have had a long day . I have to get up early , I work at a  gas station in a snack shop. Well its just my" for show" job . It all began on an  annoying  Monday afternoon . A gentleman walked into the snack mart  I was busy reading a novel . He was tall , slightly masculine , had brown eyes  and goodness! His hair was worth to die for , it was medium , just slightly above his shoulders . He looked like one of those guys that act as Jesus on movies . He was remarkably  pretty to look at , his hair looked like it had seen all kinds of olive ages, so soft and shiny .I felt kinda jealous that a man had gorgeous hair than I (a lady ) .His skin looked like it was sprinkled on some gold dust , whoever tans him knows his or her job very well. "Do you like  it here "he asked  as I packed his stuff into a bag. "Just between us, no"I said. He laughed. "I would be bored here too if I were you , how much do they pay you?"he asked. " twenty dollars an hour"I said placing  a Knickers bar into his bag. " What if I gave you an opportunity to never struggle to make money  and just do this job as a hobby"he said. Sounds kinda fishy , the town sherrif has been breathing down my neck since I said no to his date offer. " I would love to but I cant accept getting dirty"I said. "Grande Justice , think about it . I see talent in you , you dont deserve to be here busting your ass all day . I have seen your files and I must say , am very impressed"he said . He took out a card and handed it to me . "Am Alex by the way , Call me "he said  drawing a card and placing it on my desk he took his bag and walked out. I havent really been clean , I have committed a lot of illegal  crimes one being Grand Theft Auto. I began stealing cars at the age of sixteen . We were about three two boys and I as the only girl. I was a natural at it. I would use my hairpin to carefully unlock the car while the other two boys would watch for anyone we were a team of thieves, we enjoyed what we did. We sold the stolen cars to a local farmer who owned a garage in the countryside , he would pay us some cash and I used that money to pay for my education . Sadly Peter died in a car accident  after attending a party , John well he transitioned  to a female , she changed her name to Jessica. We still talk and get together , I am always there to offer her some moral support . After the farmer passed away from Cancer the business went to a halt , as well as Jessica and I were still mourning the death of Peter . She may not say no to an offer like this  we can also catchup a little like the old days .. well am now twenty two . I wont lie that I didnt get arrested twice . One I had stolen a policeman's  personal car and two after I was released  from my six month jail time I stole a police car just to terrorize the city a little bit . It was kinda fun  I enjoyed it a lot . I accepted Alex's offer and agreed to get him some cars as long as he gave me some good cash . He never let me down , I did make some lots of extra mon ey , I moved to a decent apartment , and bought more furniture. To be a car thief it takes skills and talent , it needs some  sleekness and carefully  calculated moves . I would sometimes see from the gastation since the snack mart was attached to it , I mark the car I purpose to take , begin to follow up on who owns the car if its necessary but sometimes its best to just not know . I scout it and when I feel I have enough to go for my kill I mark it , as the owner clicks the lock I had my own device to unlock the car , I had to do it the exact time the owner presses the lock button on the keys. Sometimes I would use some devil's breath if the target seemed so difficult , but  most times I used the first option , most people are very ignorant  and its my advantage. Sometimes I would just sneak into one's house , grab the keys and  leave with the car well pumping some sedative gas would make them sleep soundly and wouldnt notice a thing . It all came down to the type of owner  I came across , I deployed my tactic based on the target . After taking the car I would send its registration number to  Money , she was  great with  computer systems she would somehow impair the tracker system so the car wouldnt be traced as I was driving to the garage . In some cars I did it manually but in luxury cars she knew how to do it . She and I met when I was in jail for six months , we became great friends , she was arrested for hitting a policeman's balls after he touched her ass while navigating through her passport. Shes  from Japan , she moved here to study and just enjoy the freedom we had . Her real name is Ma Nhiwa , but she opted to be called money . I especially loved classic and sports cars, they were worth stealing . They brought a lot of money and were in high demand. Once I arrived at the garage  Dan and  Sia would deal with the dismantling and having some paintwork if needed on the car, they were twins . This business was  like an empire on its own and it made more money , I loved how adrenaline would sweep me up my feet and carefully land me to my feet gently. The smell of new fresh luxury cars was so uplifting , those cars had their own type of scents sweet , rich and pure. I sat behind the counter reading through a  luxury and sportscars magazine. When I heard a roar , I know that roar I felt it send the sweet sensation into my nerves . I walked to where the sound came from and saw from my window the most beautiful sight. There he was, glaring at me , in matte black sheek look ,  the rims  silver and shiney how I love it . He was so clean I could feel it , I could feel myself inside him , rubbing my bare ass on those fine leather seats. The headlights had that bright color making the car look like a killer crocodile moving closely to its prey. A matte black Lamborghini with a midnight dark tint on its windows I couldnt make out who was behind the wheels , he roared to life and sped out of the place commanding authority  on its way . At that moment I knew I had to get that baby, a Lambo like that would fetch some high amount of money I will have enough money to even retire early . I changed into my dark assasin outfit and  got into my bike . I will leave her somewhere as I get the Lambo . I  cant wait to get my hands on that steering wheel .