Caper

When the alarm rang for thirty seconds, Kearns and the other two ran out of the jewellery store’s front door, to the car. The driver took off. An immediate right, then another three blocks down. They pulled into parking garage and drove to the top level, dropping one man at the gate, to keep watch.

Sirens screamed from somewhere. Not exactly close. They parked and exited and got in the waiting elevator sent up by the first man.

The driver pulled his gun and fired, missing everyone, before Kearns could drive an elbow into his nose, but not by much.

Prompt courtesy of the Daily Post.

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