Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2017 1:35:24 GMT -5
They had all the pieces, all the set up. The boys were just about ready to get to work. Buck had came through with the guns. Didn't cost them much, enough for the six of them. They were unmarked and being stored in one of the sheds at the mansion.
Bubba and Brad had found all the cars they needed. Two grey cars. They weren't flashy, but they had a little extra zip under the hood. They were unrecognizable for the most part, blended in with everything else on the road. Provided they weren't shot to shit as they drove away.
Currently they were being stored at the junkyard Buck and Bubba owned. It was empty for the most part, land just in their name. Francine had bought up all the extra land around the area. The government would take it away unless it was in use. So they put a junk yard. Where the boys shot their guns and drank a shit ton of beeer cans. They could crush a car in the compactor, and sell the scrap for profit. It was a legitimate business with no workers or people ever there. The books were enough to keep people away.
Thats where the blys were to meet. Bubba drove up in his jeep with Boyd. All six brothers, one place, going over the final part of the plan. Beau had came up with a few things, a way to trap the truck and distract the cops. He had a route out and a way to get them all in and out with nor hassle.
Bubba pulled up, he could see Beau's truck already there, along side Buck's dirt bike. They were just waiting on Bryce and Brad. He stopped the jeep and turned it off getting out as he looked at Beau. "Bryce here yet? We need to get this thing going. Change in route and we're all fucked."
He lookked back at Boyd and Buck. "What about Brad, he still in. This is the final point. We back out here or we are in it all the way. We got the guns, the cars, the outfits. We have the set up points and the get away. We got everything to make this happen. I don't know about you but I'm ready to do this. You just need to tell us the roles we will play."
Bubba and Brad had found all the cars they needed. Two grey cars. They weren't flashy, but they had a little extra zip under the hood. They were unrecognizable for the most part, blended in with everything else on the road. Provided they weren't shot to shit as they drove away.
Currently they were being stored at the junkyard Buck and Bubba owned. It was empty for the most part, land just in their name. Francine had bought up all the extra land around the area. The government would take it away unless it was in use. So they put a junk yard. Where the boys shot their guns and drank a shit ton of beeer cans. They could crush a car in the compactor, and sell the scrap for profit. It was a legitimate business with no workers or people ever there. The books were enough to keep people away.
Thats where the blys were to meet. Bubba drove up in his jeep with Boyd. All six brothers, one place, going over the final part of the plan. Beau had came up with a few things, a way to trap the truck and distract the cops. He had a route out and a way to get them all in and out with nor hassle.
Bubba pulled up, he could see Beau's truck already there, along side Buck's dirt bike. They were just waiting on Bryce and Brad. He stopped the jeep and turned it off getting out as he looked at Beau. "Bryce here yet? We need to get this thing going. Change in route and we're all fucked."
He lookked back at Boyd and Buck. "What about Brad, he still in. This is the final point. We back out here or we are in it all the way. We got the guns, the cars, the outfits. We have the set up points and the get away. We got everything to make this happen. I don't know about you but I'm ready to do this. You just need to tell us the roles we will play."