The Plan

"Behind the mirror was a safe, around five feet tall, by three feet wide. The combination was simple. The first three numbers to the house, the first two numbers to the section of the neighborhood, and the last number was the age of the infant son of the owner. The only hard part was figuring that out." "There were no pictures of the son, but there were tons of pictures of the owners. Therefore, it was difficult to determine the age of the child. Nonetheless I began to try and decipher the code without knowing the age of the boy" he continued as he peered out of the cell door window into the day room. "I then turned the dial two hundred thirty notches left, then seventy notches right. Then came the more difficult part of his task, guessing the exact age of the owner of the safes, son. Right as I began to turn the dial, I notice out of the corner of my eye a figure in the shadows entering the master bedroom. I had no time to react. I stood with my back against the wall, as the figure turned on the light. There I was standing face to face with a large Hawaiian man staring into my eyes, as if I was a fly on the wall. As he began to turn to shut the door, I quickly grabbed a hold of his shoulders and kneed him in the spinal column of his back, bringing him to his knees. Then held, his mouth shut until the breath of his lungs escaped from his throat. I had knocked him out without killing him. So I drug his lifeless body into the walk-in closet, covering him with a few thick wool blankets. As I turned from the body, I quickly caught a glimpse of a picture. It was of a young boy, around five years old, playing with a small puppy. It had to be the owner’s child. Therefore, I ran to the safe and entered my last set of numbers, which was zero five. Then pulled the lever to the door as it slowly released its clasp, and the door opened. Inside was a large sum of cash, a few passports, and military issued firearms. However, the diamond I came to collect was not inside the safe. When I grabbed the handle of a nine-millimeter handgun that was on the second shelf, I found a secret compartment" "The compartment door was attached to the handle of the pistol. Therefore, as I pulled the handle closer the trap door slide open. My eyes grew large at the site of the large diamond that shined off the inside light of the safe. I had never seen a sight in all my heists. This was the cream of the crop. I was to retire before twenty-one. So I thought. Without any hesitation, I grabbed the diamond and the nine-millimeter pistol, and some cash than rushed out the bedroom into a small hallway. To my left were a few more rooms, and to my right was a banister that looked down onto the living room. I could see a small group of people both male, and female getting ready for a small get together.” “As I knelt down the steps scaling the stairs wall covering my existence, I noticed the banister swept left heading toward a large double door. There were casualties waiting below. I needed a way out without any trouble, so I walked back up stairs and down the hallway." "After walking down the short hall I was set on a split from the second floor to the first floor by way of an air passage structure. It was a risky maneuver but I had nothing else to lose, besides exposing my presence. I quickly hopped on top of the banister placing my left leg against the wall, followed by my right." "Lowering my body down the air passage was the hardest part. I was not to be in eyes range, but I had to run as soon as I lowered myself down. I noticed a large kitchen unoccupied by the people within the house. However, time was of the essence. Therefore, I quickly and quietly dropped down as if I were a ninja stealthily moving within shadows as I heading toward the sliding glass doors on the opposite side off the room. As I entered the back yard, my eyes set on a magnificent pool, with a hardwood deck. Nevertheless, I was not alone. There were Federal Agents waiting around the poolside for me to exit the kitchen doors. Right then I knew it was a set up. Therefore, I quickly turned back into the house. However, as I stepped back into the kitchen, a few of the males that were in the living room, greeted me with hostel demeanors written across the surface of their faces. They all were wielding police issued nine-millimeters." "I quickly jumped behind a pool table that was to the left of the door. It was a good cover until the bullets began to fly into the wood, exposing most of my vital organs. Remembering the nine-millimeter I had recovered from the safe, I extracted it from the back of my pants and began to return fire." "A few bullets ripped into the chest of one of the men as the other ducked below the kitchens bar. Right than I had time to run from the pool table to one of the columns toward the living room were the party was being held."