Regular 9 to 5 job? Na, Na. We're Black Sheep, us.
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Colt wasn’t sure when the last time he had worked with the boss, but he knew well to keep his mouth shut about it. This job though, had taken a lot longer than anyone had anticipated and this was Colt’s second crack at breaking into this particular vault. He didn’t know the full details, didn’t ask either. When Nairn wanted a job done Colt was all business and the task at hand, no diddy daddling about.

With it being more complicated than first thought, they’d had to leave and then come back, ensuring their first visit went about unnoticed. It had only added to their favour when the occupant had decided to venture off into the countryside for the weekend. Perfect. Colt could have ample time to become acquainted with the vault and her secrets.

A tune came to his lips as he worked, sliding in tools and picks, pressing his ear now and then to listen to the interior as he turned this one, then that one. It could be said he was trying to woo it open and in some respects they’d be right, but Colt had not long came back from a Mina-Date and his good mood was obvious.

...Sweet creature, sweet creature… wherever I go… you bring me home..


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Regular 9 to 5 job? Na, Na. We're Black Sheep, us. - by Colton Young - 04-27-2024, 11:43 AM