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The evening of after match from jail busting has fill with quite thrill for Richie driving with 500mph and almost got into crashes saved by his pure luck.
Policemen chasing with helicopters and their vehicles with sirens blaring across the city the chase was one of the biggest records for the town's history.
After erasing his track Richie drove to Kirill's place. When Kirill sees Richie he smiles at him, sunset catching in his blue shades"Welcome back brother" their hands clashes into a dab Richie give light shoulder hug to Kirill and said "Ay you're da real homie"
Richie went for Jack next with the same dab and hug "Appreciate your help so much Jack" said Richie. Jack nods "You are welcome bro" Kirill then takes the dudes in his house, discussing about splitting the cashes they got from the last heist. Kirill handed Richie fair share of it with a dark zip bag. And Jack he's not really happy about his 3000$ from speed drifting his taxi so he decided to ask them back.
Jack said "You could've afford that gadget yourself and you make me work my butt off for that?" Kirill turns his attention to Jack then scoffs "Actually I was testing you to see if you got strong determination for making big money and...you proved yourself, impressive" Richie eyes shoots up from what he heard.
"No freaking way.You made that much in span of a week?! Jack I just got a lot more respect for you dude!" Richie then pats Jack's back. Jack smug "thanks man" Richie open his bag of money and hands Jack 6000$ "here you go dude, also.... I know the real reason why Kirill didn't spend his own money..." Kirill crosses his arms "hey..." Richie then whisper to Jack.
"he's possessive and greeeeedy" Kirill heard it and punches Richie in the arm making Richie laughed along with Jack. Kirill gives a small laughs and shakes his head for the teasing "ok...,now that you have been out what do you have on your mind?" Richie jumps up putting his arms on both of his friends shoulders "let's throw a celebration for our fine break out!!" He said enthusiastically as his arms shoot front taking the guys head forward both of them are used to it.
Jack feels content to have Richie back, Kirill expression is neutral with the same smile. At Kirill's place the crew Jack, Richie, Kirill and his buddies Vadim and Boris threw a party. Kirill's house was already full with all kinds of drinks filled in the cabinets or on tables and shelf of the kitchen.
The room was big enough for breakdancing and all the chaos that was about to come.The party start as the bottles pop open. Music named( Panic - Gabber Kicks) turned on as soon as the music start they feel their hearts jumps kicking off to the rhythm, bottles clashes in clink of celebrations.
While bbq delivery was being made everyone have already gotten to drinking expect Jack he's staying sober till the bbq delivery arrives. Kiril notices Jack still holding the bottle without drinking when he have drank half of his bottle already "Hey man, why haven't you gotten a sip yet??" he said with words coming out one at a time.
Jack explains "I'm just trying to be careful not to blow out the cover for Richie when the delivery comes" Kirill nods at Jack's consideration "Huh...that make sense , alright we're counting on you" Kirill said grinning at Jack before stepping back to dance with the hard bass beats abandoning any cares in the world.
meanwhile Richie is moving his legs to the beats with a bag of chip in his hand then approaches Kirill with chips stuffed into his mouth. Richie backflips nfront of Kirill and lend with a stumble from the alcohol. Kirill takes that as a challenge and go for a classic spin with stand on one hand like it's a natural things for people when they're drunk.
Richie shakes his head and claps hopping to the boosted music Kirill joins with him and dances together. Jack joins shortly after the foods have made it. Each songs swift by fast as the guys dances and haves delivery skewers burned with sips of alcohol. After a few songs the crew vibes one last time with Richie's performance with his electric guitar covering (Nirvana - smell like teen spirit).
The party ends with bottles scattered all around the house and the crew passed out expect Jack he's not a heavy drinker so he left the place while the others rest in the house.
When the morning arrives Richie woke up last, head spinning with hangover from last night's drinking. The hard bass music can be heard Infront of the house. Richie gets up rubbing his eyes making his way to the porch and sees Kirill and his buddies active and sober having conversation in Russian.
Kirill greeted Richie "Good morning Mr.Rockstar, how is your sleep?" Richie shakes his head "horrible...I shouldn't have drank too much but I never learn."he groans"how are you looking so...fresh anyway?" Kirill smugs "It's just a regular Monday for me"He scoffs "they weren't really hard drinks" Richie frowned "wish I could say the same...my head is killing me" Kirill whistle "too bad."you
Richie stays for a while letting the hangover pass he felt safe and comfortable enough to stay at Kirill's place when and however he wanted
After staying for a bit he left the house going on to purchase his new house under a fake id. The house was great enough for a single person the living room and bedroom connected and a small golf course in the backyard he spent most of the budget on the Tv and playstation with LED lights.
A few days after purchasing the house and enjoy spending money on videos games.he got a phone call from Kirill he pick it up while playing a video game "So Richie I got a plan for our next heist I swear this time it's much more solid" an eyebrow shoot up from Richie "Solid? Are you really saying there's no way of messing this up?" Kirill answered "Damn right. I am saying we gotta put Jack in for our next heist! No more getting our tires stolen."
Richie thinks about what Kirill said "I don't know man Jack has been moving alone by himself for a long time, If he wanted to work with us he would have met you sooner. Kirill kisses his teeth "For real? Man...then I guess the that 1 million dollars plan is off the table..."
Richie eyes widen putting his controller down and gets up"1 millions ???" Richie shouts "well, Jack could help us for that load of cashes after all the love for money is what we have in common" Kirill nods "alright but I still need one more person for another part to take in my plan" Richie thinks again for a second"I think...I know just the guy"