Saturday, October 27, 2007

Idée fixe

He couldn't get it out of his head. This was going to work.

There were risks involved, sure. There were consequences if he were caught, no doubt. But the payoff, the potential reward, that outstripped everything else in Robbie's mind. If he could pull this off, he would never have to worry about anything for the rest of his life.

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As he lay bleeding in the alleyway, Robbie wondered where it had all gone wrong. Maybe it was when he let Alice in on the deal. Or maybe when that pesky security guard opened the door for him. He never should have let the guy see his face. Dammit.

He pressed his hand to the wound in his chest. Alice would be here soon. She would never leave him. She would make sure he was okay. God, even if she had to drive him to the hospital and dump him there, that would be better than bleeding to death in this alley. Jail was better than dying.

Shock shook his whole body, and he choked on what he hoped wasn't more blood. Taking deep breaths, he tried to calm himself down. It wouldn't be much longer now, he reassured himself. Alice would be here soon...

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