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.