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Staking Out the Docks, Night
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Dom and I are sitting in a beat-up gray sedan with a cracked dash and a rattling muffler. No flashy tuner or muscle car, just a low-profile and forgettable whip exactly…what you want when planning or committing a crime.
We're parked so that we have a decent view of the shipping yard, and are currently watching Tran's crew as they're casing the container that Dom had been planning to Jack the same one I sold Bilkins on, wiring up tighter than Fort Knox.
After overhearing "Tran's" crew discussing a plan to rob it with Vince, after I broke and entered his garage/warehouse/clubhouse.
Dom's currently watching the group through a pair of cheap binoculars, he hasn't said anything for a while.
"You sure you wanna go through with this?" Dom asks me and I nod, still watching the yard. "Yeah. I'm sure."
Dom doesn't look at me. "You go through with this, you're burning your bridge as a cop."
I glance over at Dom. "I know…I think I knew I wasn't gonna stay being a cop almost as soon as I went undercover anyway."
He snorts. "All because of Mia…and Letty?"
"They are special women," I say flatly.
Dom lets that hang in the air. We both watch as one of Tran's guys tries to look casual while shining a flashlight into a crate.
'Dumbasses!' I think idly.
"You sure your fed buddies are in place?" Dom mutters questioningly.
"Yeah, Bilkins has got six guys in that container, wearing full tactical gear."
"We should roll, they'll be making the bust any second now."
"Yeah…let's go."
Dom nods, slowly and I radio the girls. "How's it going on your end my beautiful ladies?" I ask teasingly into the long range walkie talkie and receive back a giggle in reply.
"Oh you know just waiting for our big strong man to come unload our haul…" Letty answers back teasingly.
"I love this Night-Night Gun, Brian…you should make these and sell them." Mia adds on.
"Once I have start-up costs taken care of I just might…" I reply back to Mia and Dom arches an eyebrow at me and I shrug.
"We're on our way girls…" I say and the girls reply with sounds of approval.
"So…you're kinda like Jesse, but you build things." Dom says it's not a question though.
"Yeah, I guess that's an okay way to put it…my issue is I can look at something and see hundreds of ways to make it better, but that better-ness is tinted by my own preferences."
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The truck stop is quiet except for the low thrum of diesel engines idling and the occasional hiss of air brakes. It's the dead of night, 12:01 am to be specific. The Lot-Rats are "sleeping" with the long haul Truckers in the cabins of their Bigrigs.
Letty and Mia pull up in a dusty silver pickup, something Brian insisted on over using the Civics, that Jesse and Leon are currently moving to one of Tran's warehouses…where he keeps his illegal arms shipments.
"Are you sure we should be doing this without Brian or any of the other guys, Letty?" Mia asks in a worried/soft murmur, Letty reaches over and grabs Mia's left hand.
"We're strong capable women Mia, Brian knows that it's why he gave us these." Letty reassures Mia and waves her Night-Night Gun pistol around lazily.
Mia smiles and gets out of the truck revealing that she's wearing a pair of Daisy Dukes and a slutty tube top that looks more like a bra, the clothes might have been painted on. Letty's rocking tight black leather pants, black leather thigh high boots, and a leather jacket zipped just low enough.
It's all part of the aesthetic…they don't need to look like good trustworthy respectable young women…they need to look like whores…or at least be distracting.
Their target's parked near where they parked it's a red and white Peterbilt hauling a maroon trailer that has a haul of sealed electronics worth north of a mil.
The driver of the rig is still in the driver's seat, eating junk food and watching something on a portable DVD player.
"Go time," Letty mutters with a smirk and a suggestive look. Mia nods and puts the Night-Night gun that is hidden behind her back, the gun custom-made by Brian that fires non-lethal bullets that can take down a rhino, is surprisingly light and almost toy-like.
The two women strut over to their mark, hips swaying, hypnotically.
The driver looks down as Letty knocks on his window.
"You got a smoke?" she asks, voice soft, flirty.
He blinks, confused for a second. "Uh… yeah, yeah."
She leans on the door, giving him the full view. "Mind if I…and my friend climb up? It's cold out here…maybe we can warm you up as well…handsome."
The trucker is already unlocking the door before his brain catches up.
Letty gets in first and leads the trucker into the back, she sits on the bed in the sleeper cabin.
The eager trucker is already trying to take his cock out as Mia climbs in and pulls the door shut behind herself and takes out her Night-Night Gun and caps the Trucker twice in the back of the neck the same place Brian told them would cause memory loss.
The guy stiffens, then slumps forward like a puppet with the strings cut.
Letty grabs his collar, hauls him up and lets lets him fall onto the bed as Mia puts the Rig into gear and starts driving away.
"See…I told you it would be easy," Letty says lightly but Mia can hear the trembling in her voice, as Letty hops into the passenger side, opens the glove box, a .45 falls out onto the cabin floor.
"Brian wasn't joking..." Letty murmurs.
Mia pulls the truck out of the lot slow and smooth, like it's just another hauler switching shifts.
Now in the middle of nowhere Mia pulls off the side of the road as the walkie-talkie Brian gave her crackles to life.
Mia hands the walkie off to Letty as she pops off another round at the Trucker to make sure he stays asleep.
Twenty minutes later Brian and Dom pull up in a large International Box truck; she and Letty get out of the cab and go meet the two that are already using a pallet lift to transfer the haul over.
Brian grins like a maniac, at the sight of them and both Mia and Letty rub their thighs together absentmindedly.
"I know you two have already done a lot tonight but get those pretty little asses up here and give us a hand…we're on a tight schedule." Brian claps his hands together, his voice coming out like a command making both women jump to action.
Letty can't help but admire the difference in a Brian operation: the setup is clean, surgical…he even goes over the haul with a scanner and cuts open a box and takes out a GPS Tracker.
"Told you it was a good idea to pick up that Jammer, Dom." Brian tease and Dom grunts.
The haul checked over and secured in their rig Brian re-locks the trailer they just robbed and it looks like it was never touched.
The three head to their buyer's warehouse, Letty looks at the time and sees that it is only 2:25 am.
'It may not be the rush that we're used to…but it's efficient and low risk.' Letty thinks as she smiles at seeing Mia lean in against Brian, Brian turns to look at her smiles and motions with his unclaimed arm.
Letty smiles back and leans into Brian and she knows one thing for certain…this isn't their last job together.