Tom hurried towards the security block. The door was ajar, probably to let in the fucker he had just knocked out. he glanced at the camera. He didn't know how long he had been out so there was no way of telling who was in control. He sidled around to the door and slipped in. If luck was with him the bad guys hadn't spotted him. He pulled off the boots and crept up the stairs as quickly and quietly as he could. Glancing around the corner he saw another, smaller punk in a black leather jacket walking down the corridor towards a uniformed figure lying spark out on the floor, Tom pulled back out of sight. "Shit, they got Harry"
He paused then risked another peek. The punk was kneeling down, tying Harry's wrists. Then he moved round to start on the unconscious guards ankles. The kids back was to him, this was Tom's chance. He stepped around the corner and moved silently towards the slim, black leather covered form.
Dog was engrossed in his work. "This'll teach ya. Me and my pals are going to be stinking rich just as soon as Spike opens up your dumb safe" he sneered, hauling on the thin rope. Satisfied with his work, he stood up.
A muscular bare arm suddenly locked around Dog's neck. "Unk, gah" he clawed at the arm, feeling the muscles like steel cords. He lashed backwards, his fist hitting a solid body behind him, the force of the blow having no effect. The arm tightened its hold. Dog fell to his knees, his attacker followed him down, hauling on the leather punks neck. Dog felt the world start to spin as the sleeper hold took effect. Still Dog clawed at the arm, unable to dislodge it, unable to break the hold that was relentlessly putting his lights out.
Tom held the position until the kid was still. Cautiously he released his captive and watched with satisfaction as the unconscious, leather clad punk flopped onto the floor. Using the thin rope Dog had dropped he secured his new captive, then he tried to release Harry. But Dog had made the knots tight, knowing that time was short Tom moved off. After all Harry was still out and couldn't help anyway.
Tom reached the control room, peering around the door he spotted Rich lying on the ground, all trussed up. The sound of movement alerted him to another presence. A strong-looking big guy with jet-black hair was hunched forward carefully turning the big dial on the old safe. And he was wearing Tom's uniform!
The cap lay on the table and the tunic was draped across a chair, but the rest was wrapped around the guy whose back Tom was looking at. Tom felt a surge of anger, he wanted to charge across the room and beat the living shit out of the guy. Common sense held him back. He couldn't be certain that this was the last of the gang. He had to take this carefully, the guy was big and strong, using a chokehold might not work here. Tom needed to do something different.
His eyes rested on a flashlight on the desk near Rich. It was a big, heavy duty one. Covered in thick, solid rubber, guaranteed not to break. The big guy was totally focused on the safe so Tom stepped carefully over Rich's sleeping form and, picking up the flashlight, he started to move towards Spike.
With a sudden creak, the door to the safe opened. Spike hauled on the handle and slowly light flowed into its dark interior. Three big canvas bags, all full, lay inside. "YES, come to papa" he breathed as he pulled open the first bag to reveal a small fortune in banknotes.
At that moment a big, heavy duty, rubber covered flashlight slammed into the side of his skull sending him flying sideways across the room. Stunned, he pulled himself up onto all fours. "Dog, you fucking bastard, you'll pay…" he gasped as he looked around. It wasn't Dog, it was the big, blonde guy they had KO'd earlier.
"What... Ooomphhh" Tom crashed into Spike knocking him back onto the ground. In seconds the stunned Spike was lying on his back, looking up at the blonde giant sitting astride his chest.
"Say goodnight" said the giant. And a big solid fist crashed across Spike's jaw sending him careering into the land of dreams.
Tom looked up from the motionless body and stared across at the safe. What was all that money doing in there?
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