Perfect For The Job (His Personal Assistant)

Chapter 4

For someone who told me not to be late Chris was the opposite. He took his sweet time to get ready and he refused for us to drive in my car because it’s old and rusty, but I did not care. Most importantly, when grandpa wanted to sell it Paul managed to fix it up and it works for me. That 1990 Honda Civic has caused me a few troubles I will admit, but it still serves its purpose. I know it’s hard to let it go, especially because it reminds me of Paul, but I can’t seem to detach from him.

“You’re late,” I heard Todd speak as I walked towards him at the entrance.

 “No one told you to wait out for me. I got here as fast as I could,” I responded.

“Come on, we have a business to attend,” he turned to ignore my comment.

I followed him up the stairs as the music blared in my ears with people shouting and dancing under the neon lights. Todd was a few years older, but he had managed to build a business to cover his underground dealings. No one knows how he managed to own the building he made into a club legally which also hosted illegal fights monthly.

“What took you guys so long?” I saw Chris lounging on one of the chairs comfortably.

“Get your feet off my table,” Todd spoke, walking around the desk.

“How did you get here before I did?” I said, walking to sit on the chair next to Chris.

“Your car is old, sis,” he responded, and I rolled my eyes.

 “You made me late, I had to wait for you thinking we were driving together,” Todd cleared his throat making us direct our focus on him.

“Before we start there are rules,” he looked at me, “If you double-cross or lie to me you are dead. If you fail that means you owe me double. If you get caught you are on your own.  We are thieves, not killers.”

“I have a question,” I looked at Todd.

“Sis” Chris whispered, but I ignored him.

“Do we leave one of our own if anything goes bad?” I looked at him.

The last time we left one of our own, it was his brother and he was the one on the wheels as the getaway driver. He knew to get Paul out was going to slow us down if we decided to carry him, so we left him behind. There was logic to the rules for this reason, but I wanted to know what he was going to say about emotions and work.

“The moment you become Ghost is the moment you bury Emily with a brother and grandfather” he responded not flinching.

“I would never leave my brother behind.”

“We make sacrifices sometimes,” he shrugged.

“Who else is coming tonight?” Chris spoke, giving me a look to drop the questions.

“Sometimes rules are meant to be broken,” I spoke back.

“We are not going through this again.” Todd snapped looking at me, “The blame won’t bring Paul back.”

“Maybe if you two hadn’t followed the rule, we would – “

“We would all have been dead.” Todd looked at me gritting his teeth, “It has been five years Emily, let it go.” He shouted and I flinched.

“You can but I can’t. I’m not wired like you are.”

“And you are?” He scowled, “He was my brother.”

“We all loved Paul,” Chris spoke above us clearing the air, which was almost getting heated, “Let’s get back to the reason we are here.” He looked at me.

“FINE,” I spoke under gritted teeth crossing my arms at Todd.

“Fine.” He added, “This job is for one person and Ghost gets the honors and, you Chris are the designated driver” Todd smiled.

“Absolutely not,” Chris objected, ready to blow up.

“Are you questioning me,” Todd looked at Chris.

I sighed, “Tell me about the plan,” redirecting the conversation back before they too have a fight. “I’m going in without scouting the place so this better be a good plan.”

“Good thing your brother was at the party too,” he responded.

The plan seemed straight forward and simple, but I was not 100% convinced with it. I trust my brother with my life and would do anything for him, but the fact that he was at a party scouting the place had me doubting. We Sailors we know how to handle our liquor and yet I wasn’t convinced he did this thoroughly since he went there with the same girl who caused this mess in the first place.

“I need you to tell me one more time,” I asked.

“Stop looking for a reason and get on the road” Todd interrupted.

“Fine,” I responded, annoyed, “You say the place has no security and the guy lives alone. Why would he keep that much money in there?”

“The guy is rich. Who cares?” Todd spoke.

“The safe where is it?” I asked, looking at Chris.

“His office downstairs,” he answered.

“Are you positive that the safe can be opened with a rare earth magnet?”

“Jesus, Emily, we have been through this,” Todd responded, getting pissed, “You pick the front lock, go to his office, do your magic open the goddamn safe take the money and leave,” he exhaled, “That’s it.”

“That’s why you were always the designated driver,” I glared at him, “What about the patrol car?”

“Emily,” Chris spoke, looking annoyed.

“What?” I snapped.

“Stop wasting my time here,” Todd spoke, “Either you go to that house and get that money, or you pay me now and forget this whole thing.”

“Fine,” I spoke, backing down, “Is the car ready?” I got up looking at Todd.

“The car needs to get here in one piece or will deduct money from your share,” he added.

“That is bullshit, Todd,” I looked at him, “Anything can happen. There might be a chase.” I shook my head

“That’s why you need to be extra careful,” he spoke.

“Come on,” Chris got up, “We have to get moving,” he stared at me and I rolled my eyes.

“You’ll get your money” I looked at Todd, who smiled without showing his teeth.

I followed Chris to where the car was, and I was still having my doubts because this was not going to be as easy as they said. I was the one who was going to be going in and try and get as much money as I can fit in my backpack.

“Are you sure about this?” Chris asked he looked at me as we got in the car, “I know the last time we did this was hard,” he looked at me with a worried look.

“This is a one-time thing and you said it was straightforward,” I responded, trying to sound more convincing.

“I’m sorry,” Chris spoke as we got in the car.

“I know” I responded.

I could not believe it was almost midnight when we made our way to the other side of town. The meeting with Todd had taken a bit of time, but there was a lot that Chris and I needed to do before we went on the road. I also change into something comfortable and get geared up.

I had changed to black tights, a sports bra, a thin top, and a black sweater and my worn-out trainers with no metal because I was going to use a magnet for the safe. The magnet was pretty strong, so I had to have fewer metal items on me, the picklock kit, small torch, and jiggler keys.

“Ready?” Chris asked as he parked the car, “I can go with you,” he looked at me concerned.

“Yeah, I will be alright,” I responded, tying my white bandana on my neck and putting my hat on

“Can I at least help you pick the lock on the small gate?”

“This will take more time I need to be in and out fast,” I smiled, “Relax will be in and out in no time.”

“Be careful in there,” he spoke.

I nodded, putting on my grip gloves and pulling my bandana to cover my nose and mouth and grabbed my backpack. I opened the door and rushed to the small pathway gate. I picked the lock and I almost gave up, but I managed to get it after a few tries because I was nervous. The house was huge, and the pathway was not that long from the main house and I was glad. I looked back and Chris had driven off a few blocks in case the patrol car came around.

Everything was easy as I walked to the main entrance and saw the lights were off. I picked the front door lock with ease taking a huge sigh, trying to be as quiet as I could be. According to Chris, the office was on the far end of the house on the right through the dining hall. I looked around trying to see if there was anything that could look like an alarm and found nothing. This guy must have been very trusting because there was no security system installed.

As I moved to the dining hall, I heard a scream and pressed my body to the wall. As I waited, I could hear that it was more of a s****l scream, so I carried on moving to the office there was no turning back. I made my way and I was glad that the office was not locked giving an opportunity not to fight to open the lock without alarming them upstairs with my rattling.

“Yes,” I whispered, pushing myself in.

I was glad that there were no curtains in the office, which made the office less dark with the outside lights brightening the place. I walked to the painting Chris told me about where the safe was hidden on the right side of the office wall. I almost dropped the painting, trying to take it off the wall because it was a bit heavy something they forgot to mention cursing them both under my breath. I smiled seconds after when I saw the safe because it was old and easy to unlock. I pulled the disc magnet out of the backpack and fished out the tick sock before throwing the magnet in the sock. The next part was pretty easy as I pressed the magnet on the safe and started to move the disc and I tilted my head closer.

“Bingo,” I whispered, smiling as I heard a click.