Saturday, June 4, 2011

End Chapter 12

     "Mr.Pierce!?" came his counter girl's voice loudly from the bottom of the stairwell giving the two men a start as they jumped a little in their seats.
     "Yes Lillian?" Norman said as he sprang from his seat next to Xavier and stood at the top of the stairs looking down at the young attractive girl.
     "Mr.Atkinson is in a bit of a hurry, he asks if you are quite finished?" she asked nicely trying to help her customer.
     "Be right down love." Norman smiled and let out a sigh. "Listen, let me go down and take care of this old geezer. Be right back..," he paused as he went over to his stereo and popped in an 8 track tape of Pink Floyd's 'Us and Them', a deeply relaxing song that could ease away in tension or stress. "Just relax my friend we can talk about revenge all night, but first." Norman said as he went over and opened up a small silver inlaid teak box; where he kept his stash of 'Afghani Queen' a delightful, bright green strain of canabis grown on mist covered mountains in the middle east. 'Here, wrap your lips around this." Norman said as he placed a pre-rolled joint between his friends lips as Norman lit it up for him.
     Xavier inhaled softly the smooth smoke watching Norman exit the room. As he sat there listening to the peaceful music, smoking up the class 1 drug, Xavier let his mind wonder about his best course of action in plotting his revenge. Xavier was left alone with his thoughts for a scant few minutes when Norman returned stating he had sent Lillian home for the weekend and he had closed the shop down 'til Monday. "Now," Norman said exhaling deeply as he sat down on the chair opposite Xavier as he passed the spliff to Norman, who took a long cool drag and said "Right then, What are we going to do about this cocksucker?" Norman asked in all seriousness, for he was extremely loyal to Xavier and thankful for all for his help and true friendship.
     "I want to teach him a lesson." Xavier said calmly as he walked over to the refrigerator grabbing two cold bottles of McEwans Scotch Ale.
     Norman had not a clue as to what this lesson might entail so he asked Xavier, who seemed calm, but Xavier was still cunning and calculating, his mind steadied and focused on this important objective, "How so in that my friend?"
     "Teddy comes from a fabulously wealthy family, His father is the head of a Multi-National. I dated Teddy's sister for a few weeks last Spring, nothing came of the relationship, really. However, I was invited out to her family's country home, up North, just outside of St.Albans, a few times. That house is filled with riches beyond belief!" Xavier said thinking of the original works of art, statues, all the sterling silver flat ware and tea services, full sets of golf clubs, electronic equipment, furs, jewelry, etc...
     "So how do we get in?" Norman asked, relieved Xavier merely wanted to rob Teddy, and not kill him as Norman had thought, for he was not quite sure how far Xavier wanted to go with his act revenge.
     "Before our exam, when we were waiting outside of the Dean's office, Teddy's girlfriend came up very upset with him. It seems he had not invited her for his family trip to St.Bart's and she was fuming, cursing at him accusing him of fucking around on her, leaving her for two weeks, alone in the summer. It was a very dramatic scene, I was loving it!" Xavier laughed as he recalled this memory from earlier in the day. "Teddy was so embarrassed, and felt so bad and humiliated he promised to make arrangements for her to join him. Teddy told her 'Be at my house Sunday at 8 o'clock in the morning.' Teddy and his entire family will be down in the Bahamas! They go every year! First two weeks after school lets out!" Xavier smiled and said "Do you know what this means?"
     "We can take my van up to St.Albans, on a 'call', back that fucker up to the back door, load it up and take whatever the fuck we want!?" Norman said with a glowing look of delight.
     "Exactly!" Xavier said his dark eyes bright with the prospect of taking a fortune from Teddy fucking Maxwell McDowell "The best part of it all, we have two weeks to do it, we can make a few trips. You can get us in the back door without breaking it."
     "Oh fuck yeah! No one will even know we were there, until the McDowell's come home that is." Norman laughed. "But, hang on?" Norman paused giving a serious look "Do they have any dogs?"
     "No! Teddy's allergic!"
     "This is going to be an epic steal!" Norman said giddy like a school boy. "We can stash everything here, give Harry a call."
     "Oh and one more thing!" Xavier said joyfully.
     "Yes?"
     "In his father's study.., there is a huge safe behind his desk." Xavier explained holding his hand waist high to demonstrate just how large the McDowell safe was.
     Norman's eyes grew big as his mouth fell open, a rush of blood to his head, a throbbing in his ears. "A safe?" he uttered thinking of the challenge to get inside. But this time he could keep the contents of whatever he found in there. "I can't wait! It might take me a few days work to get it open, but just imagine what's inside!" Norman said nearly salivating thinking of huge piles of cash and diamonds and gold.
     "I can not wait to find out!" Xavier said as the two men talked everything over, staying up way late into the night that Friday smoking weed, drinking whiskey and beer, snorting a few lines of cocaine now and again. Xavier spent most of the time going over everything he could remember from his few visits to the palatial home. Recalling the layout of the house, drawing a crude map to show Norman the set up. And so it was the two colluded together, preparing themselves for the Sunday visit up North. However, if Norman or Xavier had any idea of the terrible outcome of this 'theiving adventure' of theirs, the two would have never step foot in that house. But alas, like all humans, we can never know our future. This misadventure would not end well.
    

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