Doors Jack Novels & Stories

Everything that happened last night actually happened. Jack stood up from the old chair he had slept in. He glanced over at Jill and confirmed she was still asleep. He quickly dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. He quickly brushed his teeth and ran his hand through his hair. Once he put his shoes on, he checked on Jill one more time before stepping out of the small room. Jack left the bar and hailed a taxi. "Omene Bank, please."

Good thing I was an expert with vehicles. “I can fix it.” I said and moved to the trunk, pulling out the jack and the lug wrench. Aiden got a brick just outside the curb, and Jax pulled an inflated tire from the booth. Aiden rummaged through the car, finding the vehicle manual. He handed it to me, and I shook my head. “I don't need a manual. The jack is broken.” I yelled and tossed it aside. “What are we going to do?” Aiden asked, and I glanced at Jax.

"A Maybach? Gosh, it will be challenging, but I can try. You'll have to wait over there, so we won't draw too much attention." People crowded the area, but no one noticed the two breaking into Lewis' car since a hedge blocked the view. Jack grabbed his toolkit, circled to the other side, and knelt to tinker with the lock. Meanwhile, Quintin stood guard on the more visible side of the car. He smoked a few cigarettes for nearly half an hour. By then, he impatiently asked, "Can you do it?" "I almost got it," replied Jack, who wiped off the sweat on his forehead. He twisted his tool sideways, then heard a soft click, making him sigh in relief. "It's open!"

Alex was leaning against the doorway, half-listening to what Johnny was saying, while everyone else paid direct attention. "Jack, you wanna grab some sodas on the way there?" "What is with you two and always drinking soda while we're working?" "Stuff, and things, also fuck you," Jack said and grabbed the keys to our truck, "Meet us at the intersection across from the bank, let's go, Jake, I'm driving!"