"one hundred and eleven, ", dammit, "three hundred fifty six", okay that's one of them, "four hundred and four", nope.........
It had started the previous Monday, after returning from Headquarters, we had successfully completed the last "job" but were left with one final piece of wet work to complete before we could call it a day. The logistics for this one were going to be a complete bloody nightmare...
Two solid days trying to organise car hire, flights, hotels, an apartment near the location for the final hit, before the play could unfold before us. The pieces of the puzzle were beginning to fall into place. The crew were geared up after the "Chick" had completed the Equipment buys. The apprentices, Badger and Pip had been told that they would be the last to be allocated their responsibilities and also the location for the final assault.
"thirty eight" oh Jesus that's another one,"two five two", god I wish he'd hurry it up...
Each one of us had had to complete a single piece of the work, I had been given the responsibility for the co-ordination. When we were finished with our individual pieces of the jigsaw, I would put them together and the completed plan would be laid out in front of us like a roadmap.
First stumbling block came within the first few days, We lost Gino, from the normal crew. Family always came first for him (as it does) and when they were in trouble he was the one they looked to bail them out. We acknowledged that, thanked god that we weren't put into the same position and moved on. "The Physio", his replacement, so named because of his knack with his hands, was coming along nicely, we had worked with him on similar jobs before and he hadn't let us down yet, but this one was going to be different, so very different. The last of the crew had been with us on our previous attempts but circling around the periphery, with minor parts to play, this time he was part of the main crew. The scope was huge, we had been there before, in fact this was the third attempt and god knows we didn't know whether we had another left in us if we didn't do it this time.
Five of us are going to leave together, the sixth is meeting us at the airport. All the clandestine meetings, brown envelopes and cash changing hands are finally starting to pay off, all other work had been shoved aside to concentrate on this final job and it was down to this final installment to be completed a mere three days before we had to leave if we were to make the window of opportunity.
"Finally, sixty five",
YEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!!
We had done it, The sixth and final ticket had come out in the draw and we were on the road to Cardiff, they say that to the brave and faithful, nothing is impossible....
GWAN MUNSTER!!!!!
It had started the previous Monday, after returning from Headquarters, we had successfully completed the last "job" but were left with one final piece of wet work to complete before we could call it a day. The logistics for this one were going to be a complete bloody nightmare...
Two solid days trying to organise car hire, flights, hotels, an apartment near the location for the final hit, before the play could unfold before us. The pieces of the puzzle were beginning to fall into place. The crew were geared up after the "Chick" had completed the Equipment buys. The apprentices, Badger and Pip had been told that they would be the last to be allocated their responsibilities and also the location for the final assault.
"thirty eight" oh Jesus that's another one,"two five two", god I wish he'd hurry it up...
Each one of us had had to complete a single piece of the work, I had been given the responsibility for the co-ordination. When we were finished with our individual pieces of the jigsaw, I would put them together and the completed plan would be laid out in front of us like a roadmap.
First stumbling block came within the first few days, We lost Gino, from the normal crew. Family always came first for him (as it does) and when they were in trouble he was the one they looked to bail them out. We acknowledged that, thanked god that we weren't put into the same position and moved on. "The Physio", his replacement, so named because of his knack with his hands, was coming along nicely, we had worked with him on similar jobs before and he hadn't let us down yet, but this one was going to be different, so very different. The last of the crew had been with us on our previous attempts but circling around the periphery, with minor parts to play, this time he was part of the main crew. The scope was huge, we had been there before, in fact this was the third attempt and god knows we didn't know whether we had another left in us if we didn't do it this time.
Five of us are going to leave together, the sixth is meeting us at the airport. All the clandestine meetings, brown envelopes and cash changing hands are finally starting to pay off, all other work had been shoved aside to concentrate on this final job and it was down to this final installment to be completed a mere three days before we had to leave if we were to make the window of opportunity.
"Finally, sixty five",
YEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!!
We had done it, The sixth and final ticket had come out in the draw and we were on the road to Cardiff, they say that to the brave and faithful, nothing is impossible....
GWAN MUNSTER!!!!!
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