Author: kkq PM
some slip up and now lyles in jail?Rated: Fiction T - English - Crime/Adventure - Chapters: 9 - Words: 3,818 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 12-30-09 - Published: 12-29-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5621842
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"Charlie, it's so nice of you to bring me here!"
"Hey Stella, you see that house that the cop boat is going to? That's the one we robbed, your father's last job. I know it isn't something that you wanted to hear, but I thought you should know anyway."
The cop started shouting to someone in the building above in italian.(translation)
"hey! Louis! They caught one of the guys that stole your gold! It wasn't the main guy, but they got their computer hacker! He still had a bunch of the gold bars. They think the poor guy will rat out the rest of his team before the night is out!"
"Great! When will I get my millions back?"
"There was only about three million there, and you'll have that within the week. Any more recovered will be sent who knows when."
"Thanks Gregori! I owe you one!"
Charlie looked at Stella. They both had the same train of thought. Oh, No! Lyle!
In a nice house in Philadelphia
Lyle, (aka the Napster) was sleeping on the couch in his office, his laptop bleeping security breach, and his uber-loud speakers blaring when the doorbell rang. He was so out, and the music so loud that he didn't wake up. After a few minutes of waiting at the door, the maid, the new one, (the previous twelve had quit only a few days in each) let them in. she showed them into the lounge, just outside which was the office in which Lyle was sleeping. The maid then woke Lyle up and told him that there were people waiting to see him in the room outside.
Lyle went into the next room and was surprised to see three cops.
"Lyle – we don't know your last name but you are under arrest as an accomplice for grand theft of over a million dollars." The cops cuffed him and began the walk out of the house.
"What are you talking about?" his voice was shaking, and he knew he sounded guilty "I didn't do anything?" damn. He knew he sounded pathetic.
"We are bringing you in whether you like it or not." "And the rest of you, search his place. We are looking for gold bars with a stamp of a Balinese dancer.
Lyle got into the car, and one of the cops started to read him his rights. He wondered what was going to happen to him. But he knew one thing for sure. Charlie, and Stella, and Left Ear, and even Handsome Rob wouldn't be getting caught because he told on them, there was no way.