Pulling down his beanie, which covers up his entire face except his eyes, he unlocks his briefcase and throws the smoke bombs at the guards. Within twenty seconds a rapid alarm goes off, and all the guards are on the floor.
Jumping past the unconscious bodies on the floor, Harry manages to get to vault.
As the police and more security guards begin to flood the hallway, Zayn unlocks the vault from the inside. The time Harry used to distract the guards, was enough time for Zayn to empty out half the vault.
0:9:25
Nine minutes, to empty out the entire vault. Over fifty million dollars will disappear within nine minutes.
Zayns firm hands slide over the metallic shelves and the money fall effortlessly into the black bag.
Just as Harry moves to another shelf, a small cabinet of files catches his eyes. Opening the drawer he skips past many letters, until he reaches S. Opening the folder he flips past all the files till he sees a file with the name; Styles' Debt.
Pulling that file out, he stuffs it in the black bag with all the money.
0:8:57
The alarm turns off and the shuffling outside weakens. Zayn and Harry freeze. Harry signals Zayn to open the gutter lid under the third self, which leads to the underground tunnel.
Zayn nods and grabs the three bags filled with cash, shuffling under the third self, he opens the lid and aimlessly throws the bags down.
The handles to the vault begin to churn, Harry slides his bag to Zayn and slowly crouches under the self. Just as Mr. Doughs and his armed men enter, Harry jumps down.
Though within those two seconds, Mr. Doughs and Harry's eye catch a glimpse of each other and in those two seconds Harry knew what he was doing wasn't wrong.
"He is escaping," Mr. Doughs screams pointing toward the lid.
Harry smirks slightly to himself, and jumps onto the motorcycle, "Ready for the fun part?"
Zayn nods and the roars of the motorcycle thunder across the entire tunnel. Taking his lighter out, the small flame flickers out. He throws the lighter onto the bags filled with fifty million dollars, and laughs shamelessly.
Harry places the small paper plane next to the burning cash, and rides away. He wants to hurt Mr. Doughs so badly. He wants to ruin his enterprise. He wants to see Mr. Doughs beg for forgiveness. He wants to punish Mr. Doughs for ruining his life.
That two second glimpse brought back so many terrifying memories.
"Please," He hears his father beg. From the holes of the box he could see perfectly, the spot light shinning upon Mr. Doughs and his daughter.
Mr Doughs shakes his head and hands Harry's father a paper and a pen.
"It's been weeks Mr. Styles, and you're in a debt of at least twenty thousand dollars," Mr Doughs states, "And this new trick of yours, planes paper-"
Harry's father interrupts with a small whisper, "Paper plane."
Mr. Doughs nods, "Paper planes, it isn't going to work. A boy, your son Harry, can not just lock himself in a box and pop up from in between the crowd. It's imposs-"
"No Mr. Doughs, it's possible, it's magic," Harry's father says gritting his teeth upon each other.
"There's no such thing as magic, it's an illusion. Every trick has a reason, a solution, a-"
"How about I show you? If the trick works, than you'll give my circus another chance and if it doesn't ... I'll hand the auditorium to you without any hesitation."
Mr. Doughs crosses his hand against his chest, "show me what you've got."
- •
"Wait," Louis interrupts once again.
Niall's left eye begins to twitch and he tries so very hard to control his anger.
"Why do we," He gestures between Liam and himself, "need a mindless hacker, that can't even track down this other hacker?" He gestures toward Niall, "I mean, can't you track down his IP address or something?"
Liam has the urge to face palm, though he places a calming hand on Niall's shoulder, who looks like he's about to burst into flames.
"Tracking down a mastermind-"
"No but Niall," He cuts Niall off whilst taking another piece of Niall's pizza, "even if he is a mastermind, or so you say, he can't erase everything he does, I'm sure there's something he forgot to erase!"
"Something?"Niall questions, "how about you tell me this something and I'll track him down."
"Alright," Louis continues. Niall's right eye begins to twitch as well.
"That was sarcasm Detective," Liam finally states seeing what an angry position his friend is in.
"I know but still-"
"That's enough!" Niall screams out. He roughly stands up and grabs Louis by his collar, "listen you little twit head. I'm the hacker, the one that knows about-"
He is cut off mid sentence when a manly cough interrupts him. He turns nervously and sees Chief standing there with his arms crossed against his chest.
"What's going on here?"
Niall laughs half heartily, "I was asking Detective where he does his laundry, just look at this clean shirt."
"Alright," Chief states, slightly annoyed, "Niall I want you to show Louis the recording of the first robbery at The Doughs Ent."
Niall nods and logs onto his laptop. Just as he logs in, the numerous tabs of porn that he hadn't bothered to close, pop up. His face instantly turns crimson.
Louis sarcastically chuckles from behind, "no wonder you can't track down this hacker, you've been busy doing other stuff."
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