“Name for your order.”
“Black.”
Nodding, she pecked on her screen before saying, “Have a seat and someone will bring it over. Thank you and enjoy the rest of your day.”
I returned the gesture with a slight nod of my own. Stepping away from the counter, I took a seat on the back wall facing the front door. I could see the entrance to the mall but nothing more. XXIV Carats was on the other side and a little ways down. I could get to them if need be, but I was praying I wasn’t needed for more than this tech shit.
“Boy, you bougie ain’t it. When the hell you start drinking coffee?” TJ asked through the earpiece.
“This ain’t that kind of party nigga. Shut the hell up and speak when necessary. I just sat down, give me two minutes then it’s on,” I responded.
The appearance for Twenty-One today was those of corporate employees. Hulk was in a three-piece suit looking like a boss. TJ was in more casual with just a dress shirt, slacks and jacket. I on the other hand wore a polo with slacks and zipped down hoodie. We blended so there would be no suspicion.
Pulling out my laptop, I got to work and cut through the coffee shop cameras first making it seem as if I was never in this bitch. Next were the ones that ran off the main servers thatfed all the cameras in each store and any overhead cameras. That included the ones stationed throughout the mall and the ones targeting the many entrances. Just when I was about to tell Twenty-One, they could make their move I saw the warning flash across my screen.
“The hell… aye, hold up.”
“What? Nigga they ‘bout to be at the door. The fuck you mean hold up!” Ace shouted through the earpiece.
“Unless muthafuckas want to go sit down for a while, I suggestyoushut the fuck up and they hold up like the fuck I said.” I was trying to speak like a civilized citizen, but this nigga was starting to piss me off.
“What we holding for, Black? What’s the word?” TJ questioned.
“The main cameras are cut but it’s a backup wall pushing me out,” I replied.
I told these niggas from jump Royce wasn’t as dumb as they thought he was. The muthafucka had another camera system he could tap into if his main ones went out, and those were connected to all the stores, even the loading docks. Having hidden cameras was such a boss ass move. I had to give him that. I chuckled to myself at his thought process.
Stupid ain’t never ran through our veins, I see.
Unfortunately for him, I could cut pass that shit and drop them, too. The only problem now was the hold off time. I could only keep them down for ten minutes before they overrode my shut down. If Hulk and TJ wasn’t out by then, it was on them. Ace and I wasn’t sticking around waiting. Everybody knew the risk.
“Your coffee sir. Have a good day.” My drink was brought over by one of the servers. She left just as fast as she came. I couldn’t even tell the hoe thank you.
After hitting a few keys on the laptop, I was able to get in and do my thang. I gave them boys the green light and the game was in motion. Them boys entered the building, and I made sure to keep myself busy with monitoring the firewalls. I was sure Royce had a tech nigga and could do the same if not more than me. I gave niggas a run for they money on my worst day with this tech shit, but who’s to say his nigga wouldn’t give me a run for mine on my best.
Minutes seemed to tick by slow as hell, and although we'd been doing this shit for years, we ain’t never did no risky shit like this in the daylight. We hit spots at night where we could hide in shadows, this particular play tested our skills and loyalty. I listened to the conversation them boys held with Kiera as I sipped on the beverage I ordered. Everything seemed to go as planned until I heard Hulk turn up.
“Muthafucka you can’t see shit. You better back the fuck up off me,” he said.
“Aye, play it safe,” TJ chimed.
“You boys need to come with me, now,” I heard a nigga voice through they earpiece and it went up from there.
There was a brief pause and a lot of shuffling before I heard shots fired. The mall went from calm and enjoyable to loud and chaotic. The folk were screaming and running toward the entrances, not caring ‘bout who was in front or behind them.
“What the fuck,” I muttered under my breath and loaded my shit up like the rest of the people in the shop. Some were ducked underneath the tables like that would shield them from a bullet if more rang out.
“We at the door Black, where you at?” TJ inquired.
I had eyes on my two quick. “Right behind y’all. Drop it, and I’ll pick it up. Ace, get them boys out of here. I’ll hit y’all when I get situated to check in. Stay the fuck off them phones until you get to the city,” I ordered.
“That’s a bet,” Ace voiced.
I was getting the fuck out of dodge. I went to the next lane over with a brown Lambo truck catching my attention. Jogging, I approached the whip pulling at the door handles. They opened with ease. Removing the earpiece, I dropped it on the ground and stomped that bitch out. Once it was trashed, I pocketed it and climbed in the back of the truck. I immediately checked the contents of the book bag.
Them stones shined so muthafuckin’ bright, a smirk crept on my face. They got in and out without a doubt. The only question that ran through my head was who the fuck got shot. I wasn’t expecting shit to go left so goddamn fast. The plan was simple, and the execution was easy to get through. All Kiera had to do was play it cool and handle shit one at a time. I wondered what the hell led to them firing off in broad daylight.
I noticed two women approaching the truck, so I ducked down in the backseat. The darker toned one hopped in the front seat throwing her bags to the passenger seat. Shawty ain’t even check her damn surroundings before hopping in this bitch. I understood though. She was probably scared like the rest of the folk getting the hell up out of here.
