Marianna’a plane was set to board. One way to Gas city. Someone surely thought that was a strange ticket. There were 5 or so people on the flight. Marianna wanted to know about them. Why were they going? She wanted to ask business or pleasure. Would you ever come back?...

"So what do do here?"

"Oh, uh me. I'm not working, just visiting."

"Yeah, Kurt I told you, its my brother he's visiting, from you know.... outer space ."

"Oh, yeah, fuck yeah man, the space boy. That's right, how was that." Kurt said not really looking directly at Cal, instead he...

James counted from the reception, 37 steps to the exit on the east, 82 steps to the one on the west wing, only 12 to the front exit. Big Joe says you never leave out of that one though, people might chase you they can see you, out the back...

"Those places will really get ya."

"The ones with the flashing lights?"

"Yeah, the green lights. Means they record everything, will give it to the cops too. Some sort of city pledge."

"Damn, thats stupid. "

"Yeah, but its crazy it works."

They turned into the hotel.

"You go in first, I'll come in in ten...

He woke up to his door being pounded on.

"Open up its the police." 

Fuck James thought, he was just here, what was he going to tell them, Did Big Joe rat me out. Im doing nothing. 
He looked around the apartment. What if there's like a gun here. His car....

Now the lighter was in Dick's hands. It clicked open with a satisfying sound, and the flame was large but steady. Dick after the joint was lit, slammed the lighter shut extinguishing the flame. 

"Thats such a sick lighter. I still can't believe you found that. Like it was just...

The cigarette from his hand flickered like a leaf from a tree in fall. The time it took out from the hand to the ground seemed to take forever. More cars passed by, punctuating and interrupting their thoughts. There was a pause between the two of them. Watching the cigarette...

He was on the interstate now, going East, it was early so the sun shown in his eyes. He had glasses but when its so direct its impossible, he put his visor down. 

What will it be today he thought.  Big Joe was on his mind. What's with that guy. ...

Big Joe when he woke up. Shaved his face, he liked the way it felt smooth. Hated when it was prickly. There was something that felt dirty about it. The day of the heist he didn't think about Butch. He was just doing a job. It was separate from his...

The next job was a flower shop. Just off an express way. Easy on and off. Big Joe's plan was to first go stake it out himself. Buy some flowers, chat to the people. Let them do what they normally do. One was behind the counter another was helping him...