Chapter 9: The Big One

    My morning started pretty rough. Lots of housework to do, and I hate housework. While washing dishes the stupid sink broke, spraying gallons of water right in my face. Fixed it as quickly as possible. There is no way I am going to call any type of service person to come do something in this house. Way too many stolen goods that I don't want found.

     After doing a little plumbing, I cleaned the stove and the counter tops. My bathroom was dirty as well so fixed that up. Rearranged the furniture because it was getting a little cluttered with all my 'collectibles' lying around.

    With so many chores done, I feel the need to treat myself. There's a big job coming up tomorrow night, but I am free this evening to do as I please. I'll visit a neighbor.

     Those roomies let me in no problem. Said I was just dropping by to say hello. I did, for a couple of minutes anyway. Then I went 'to the bathroom' and searched for something small to fit in my pocket or shirt. Found a candle, perfect. I need one in my bathroom.

     I also took a book or two - that they will never miss - home with me as well. This is a great warm up exercise for tomorrow night anyway.

     I couldn't sleep. Too excited. My nerves are jumpy but not in a bad way. I'm just thrilled that I was picked to handle such a big thing. Working out your nerves always helped, took some time to practice my martial arts. I'm still not very good at all.

     By morning I was still wired even though I hadn't even dozed off. Bright and early I set about my business. Had to scope the place out first.

     Took a jog to check it out. My mind was racing. Planning.

     The other guys will be waiting in the truck. I was the only one doing the heavy lifting. This is good right? My boss trusts me enough to get things done. I'm definitely moving up in the criminal world.

     The rest of the day went by as a blur. No idea what I actually did.

     Nightfall. I'm totally ready, but I'll jog there to get my mind working and my muscles ready.

     Here. In my sights. Crap, there's someone walking by. I'll jump in the bushes until they pass.

     Finally, geesh could they walk any slower. No one else around, good. I'll wait here though until the truck arrives. Should be any minu... there they are. Let's get going.

     First one. Pretty awkward to carry, but I got it. Put it in the truck as silently as we could. Still no one around. It's after midnight - no one should be.

     Next one was very tall, but actually easier to carry than the first. Slid into the truck. The others are getting antsy, impatient.

     "Shut up. Don't talk. Keep quiet. You just do your job. I'll be right back with the final piece."

     The last one was actually more difficult than planned. It was huge and shaped awkwardly, so it was tough to carry. Though, I'm the best - so it was done. Taken and placed into a second truck because the first one was full.

     The others didn't waste much time in peeling out of there. Stupid really, they left tread marks.

     Jog home, since I don't have a ride. Boy that was exhilarating, fantastic. I've never felt so alive. Maybe I'll get a good rep and get hired on for more jobs like this one.

     When I lay down in bed I slept like a baby all night. Don't think I've ever slept that well.