"Get in!" Caleb growled at me as I ran along side the safari van we had jacked the day before. The sirens were getting louder. We had the money but someone had tipped them off. I jumped in the side door as Caleb sped up.
I grabbed the uzi waiting for me on the passenger seat just in time for the first cop car to pull into view. I peered out the window and began firing at the oncoming patrol car.
"What the fuck went wrong?" Caleb yelled in my direction, barely audible over the gun shots.
"I don't know. Someone snitched." I responded while reloading.
Then, all of a sudden one of the cars zoomed up beside us and fired, breaking the side mirror and forcing Caleb to swerve. With rage I blasted 30 rounds at the driver hitting him multiple times in the face and chest. The cop slumped over and drove straight into a parked car.
"Oh shit!" I said as I turned to look at Caleb looking back with a devious smile.
The next car was coming up quick but I had a surprise for them. A bazooka was sitting in the back of the van just for this situation.
"I'm gunna shoot out the back window and hit them with the bazooka."
"Do it!" Caleb said gleefully.
The glass blew out instantly from my 45 and then I grabbed the bazooka. I pulled the heavy piece of metal destruction to my shoulder and aimed carefully at the oncoming officers. Just as I could see an expression of sheer amazement and fear from the cops faces I pulled the trigger.
Phewww!!! Pow!
The cop car blew up 10 feet in a cloud of fire and smoke.
"Woo hoo!" I exclaimed. "Let's get the fuck outta here."
"Fuck yeah! Let's get some chicks!" Caleb said with delight.
"Fuck yeah!"
We drove off hoping that was the last of them. We always picked up some chicks and partied after a job.
Caleb and I jumped out of my mom's red safari van and headed toward the back yard where the sun was going down. We would chat about life until it was time to go in. I always enjoyed having Caleb over.
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