The three men turned to me, and chuckled, before moving in. It was unfortunate, I suppose, that fighting was necessary... But I had given them ample warning, and it almost seemed too easy, I mused, that these three full grown men should fall so quickly to a boy.


Solomon and I left the final house, boxes of electronics in our arms. We stopped at a donut shop down the road, and began to divide our loot. Again, we laughed, and found amusement in the fact that most people work for weeks, if not months, to get the kind of money that we had just made in a few hours.

When the police entered, we waved, and bought them a round of honey-glazed.