Frenzied writing, notes scattered and tucked in every apartment crevices, all scrawled in the same messy, slanted handwriting.
Plans upon plans upon plans, laid out on walls, floors, sketched on windows in expo marker.
Vault blueprints, outlined in bold black lines and bright red circles.
Everything, once pieced together, made a map.
This ring was as good as her's.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs0eHSY43lw
She scooped everything up in a frenzy, rushing out and leaving trails of sticky notes in her wake.
The van waited outside, driver winking at her as she shuffled in the back, tugging a mask into place over her delicate-boned features.
The rest was a blur of soft-spoken threats and glaring down bank tellers, but the ring was finally her's. She climbed into the passenger seat of the hidden van, looking at him.
"I'll be taking that." He smiled, gun cocked at her head. She stared.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ttOn0OwRJ
