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The Train Job Act I

Mood:mooooow
Type:Story
Added:August 20th 2010, 01:36:40
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Series:[ The Train Job ]
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It's a fast pasted robbery.

"Why are you wearing those?" I lifted my head out of the water looking up at Eve, giving me a sarcastic smile looking to the small flotation devises I wore on each arm. I stopped swimming in the large pool and let myself float on them as I smiled back at her.

"It's the rules."

She laughed more at this, her blue eyes sparkling with the reflection of the dark water. "And you always follow the rules, huh?"

I couldn't help but crack a smile. "When I can."

"Take them off." She commanded as I swam towards the edge she stood at. I took a small look at the rest of the pool, the shallow end so full of life compared to the almost dead like water of the deep end, myself being the only one in it. I couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment towards the show of life and fun being had by families and friends on the other side, as in some way I knew I could never be a part of it.

"Why?"

"Just do it. You look ridiculous." I laughed again, noting that she was kind of right. The bright orange color of the floaties did seem a bit out of place, not to mention the very fact that I didn't actually need them, being a full grown adult. Still, I enjoyed the comfort they allowed me in floating, and they didn't take away any enjoyment I gained from swimming, as I demonstrated to Eve by diving under the water and swimming to the bottom of the pool. "Proud of yourself?"

I shrugged. "They aren't stopping me from doing anything."

"Few things do." She said with a smirk "But they are stopping you from remaining hidden. Need I remind you that there is a certain need for secrecy here?" Of course she didn't, and after propping my foot on the side of the pool I pulled them off. "Hell, just being in here all by yourself probably isn't the best idea." She added, grabbing them and throwing them away from us against the wall.

"How much time do we have?"

"About a half hour, don't get too comfortable."

"You think I'm comfortable doing this?"

Her eyes lit up. "You always used to be."

"That was different..."

She let out an over exaggerated sigh. "Well, so is this."

"This is my last job Eve, seriously."

"I know, I know!" She exclaimed innocently waving her hands in the air. She paused a moment, seemingly deep in thought, but I knew her better then that. "You were a lot more fun even when you were just pretending to be bad."

I shook my head as she turned to leave. "Thanks..." I muttered low enough to not grab her attention, looking over the pool one more time before swimming towards the shallow end.

Part of me wanted to stay there the entire time I had left, surrounded by laughter and joy, but the thoughts of what I was about to do clouded any real happiness I could try to impose over it. My eyes stayed on Eve as she slowly and meticulously left the pool room into the locker room, giving me one last almost sinister look before exiting the car. Instantly I got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach and knew I had to follow.

You see Eve and I had a pretty sorted past. She was a criminal, and a damn good one at that. Her plans usually involved layers of distraction and planning only known to her, each person in her crew only given the tiniest pieces of information needed in order to do their job. I knew from experience that this was done purposefully to keep her in the clear and out of trouble while allowing her crews to take any hits necessary after the deeds were done.

I knew this because I knew her. Before I even met her I had access to all her files, psych evaluations and criminal history. I had this because I was a cop. Past tense. I got too involved with her, and in a strange sense began to like her. This never led anywhere of course, but I used my influence to help get her off of her last big scheme when I was supposed to be the one catching her. This caused her to actually trust me a bit more even knowing I had been undercover the entire time, but also caused me to lose my job.

I let out a deep breath as I took one more lap between the people on the shallow end. Why was I even here? I had told her in no uncertain terms that I wouldn't be a part of anything she did anymore, even though I have to admit there was a certain thrill that I missed that came running jobs with her. Still, I knew I was probably being watched, they knew I had helped her and probably would again if given the chance...and right they were. I hardly hesitated when she called again after so many months, with the promise of one last job with a big enough score to have me set for the rest of my life. Being out of a job had put a strain on my life, especially my relationship with Mary, the girl I had been seeing since the last job with Eve. Even if I didn't want to admit it, I needed the money. Plus there was a part of me that did actually want to make sure this big job wasn't too horrible, to ease my conscience of any guilt I had left over of being the sole reason Eve was still out here allowed to do the things she was planning.

The thought of Mary brought back the feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I quickly swam to the edge of the pool and hopped out, pulling out my cell phone from beneath my sock. It was too noisy to call, so I just sent a text message asking her if she was ok. The sick thing about this plan was that it happened right when me and Mary were going on a vacation, on the luxurious Train of the future, boasting unlimited space in each cart through some new technology that allowed essentially entire buildings in each car of the train. This pool was one of them.

I got up and walked out of the pool area into the locker room, which unlike the pool was the size of a normal train car, with exits on opposing sides. I went strait for the one I had seen Eve go through, and too my surprise caught her staring at me as the door opened up. "Boo." She said calmly with a somewhat evil looking smile, the environment speeding past us on all sides in between cars.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you?" She asked as my phone buzzed. "Checking up on the old ball and chain?" She gave me an obviously fake hurt expression. "You didn't think I would go against my word and get her involved again did you?"

I ignored her for the moment looking at the response, 'Totally fine hun, why? You still in the pool?'

"Better respond." Eve chimed in. "Don't want her to get worried now do we?"

"She better not know you're here."

"Don't worry, as long as you do what your told she won't."

My anger grew a bit as I responded to Mary as best I could, assuring her I was just checking up and that yes I was still here, and would probably continue swimming for another hour or so. "What is it we're doing Eve?"

She let out a slight cackle at that. "You know better then to ask that."

"I also know enough what could happen if I don't."

"You don't trust me?"

"Of course I don't."

She pouted. "That hurts my feelings." Instantly laughing. "Don't worry about a thing, with your connections I wouldn't dare dream of putting you in any real danger. We already have fall guys available."

"Ivy?"

"What? No of course not. She's upper level material man, with you and me!" She said proudly pounding my chest and then looking at her watch. "But on that subject, you should probably get dressed, she does want to meet you before it all goes down."

Syndel
August 20th 2010, 02:58:24
Ooo, I'm intrigued. Very nice :P. A minor typo, but otherwise very interesting. (Devices, not Devises, floatation spelt flotation)

Look forward to the next part.

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Unnamed0DV
August 20th 2010, 03:10:47
Thank you, thank you. Just for you I'll add number two.

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