Belle’s grip on my arm tightens. “Oh no. You got caught, didn’t you? Or your car got stolen. Didsomeone crash into your getaway car in the middle of the heist?”
I bite back a smile. “Arslan busted out the back window with a hammer and then we crawled inside.We were able to carry the loot up the embankment bit by bit over the next, I don’t know… fifteenminutes, probably?”
“It was,” I laugh. “Because by the fifth time we crawled through the window, we could hear policemoving around in the main room.”
“That’s what we said. The cops clearly knew we were in the back room and they were headed ourway.”
“What did you do?” Belle shakes my arm with nervous fingers.
“We decided to make a run for it. Arslan pushed me through the window and told me he was comin
