6:12PM<br/><br/>"Hope that's quick enough..." William had hurriedly dressed and packed after the phone call and was now practically leaping down the flight of stairs to his parking lot. He wore a simple dark hoodie and dark cargo pants, running shoes completed the outfit. Over his back was a MOLLE back pack which he always took with him on a job. He longingly looked to his motorcycle as he jogged to his car, knowing it wasn't quite right for the job and  jumped into the front seat simultaneously starting the engine then slammed the sports car into reverse, speeding out of his complex and the whole way there. He knew his city, knew where the cops would sit and wait. In ten minutes he pulled up to 25th street, finding a well lit place to park his sports coupe. William fished his phone out of his pocket and redialed Ray's number, which rang twice.<br/><br/>"Yo William, you here?"<br/><br/>"I'm two blocks away, I'll be there in just a minute. What building?"<br/><br/>"Go to the back alley, you'll see me."<br/><br/>William hung up and casually walked the two blocks, coming to the alley then peeked down it. He saw the figure of a man leaning against the wall who waved when he noticed William. He walked the rest of the way to him, cigarette smoke wreathed Ray's head like a cancerous halo.<br/><br/>"Nice of you to join us, go on in the guy in there will direct you."<br/><br/>William nodded and headed inside through the back door glancing around carefully. It appeared to be some sort of law firm, there were offices with large book cases and large conference type desks. A man wearing a full face mask seemed to appear from one of the rooms, motioning for William to follow. The masked man led him through a few rooms which William carefully memorized, not wanting to get lost in here. They came to a shut door which the stranger opened then stood to the side, waiting for William to enter. Brushing past the silent guide, William entered the office, noting it was much more lavishly decorated than the rest he had seen. A wall safe was exposed, the picture usually hiding it swung out on hinges to allow access. William looked back and the man was gone.<br/><br/>With a shrug he got to work, putting his backpack on a fancy leather roller chair behind the desk. Unzipping it, he dug around inside, pulling out a stethoscope and gloves with special fingertips. The safe wasn't terribly advanced, it looked to be a number of years old and not from a very well known company. Didn't really matter, just made William's job that much easier. He placed the plate of the stethoscope just above the dial, then spun the dial a few times, feeling the vibration through the sensitive fingertips of the gloves as the spinning tripped all the pins. CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK... "Too easy." The inner workings were loud as a gunshot, and William made short work of the dial, turning and turning until he heard a click as the tumbler fell into place. Soon the safe was cracked and William triumphantly opened the door. Inside was a single file, important to someone but not to him.<br/><br/>The job done, William replaced his gear and zipped up his bag then navigated back out through the building. It was eerie walking back through the office, the only light to guide him was the very faint emergency lighting from above. Also, he was all alone. He found his way back out the the ajar back door, and no one was to be found. "What the hell..." A vibrating brought him back to reality, he quickly dug out his phone and answered.<br/><br/>"WILL. WILL GET OUT MAN THERE WAS A SILENT ALARM WE DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT! JESUS MAN THER---"<br/><br/>The rest was lost as William took off at a full sprint down the alley, the faint sound of sirens became all too apparent as he ran. He slid around the corner of the alley and onto the street, quickly looking both directions and at once noticed the red and blue flashing that sent shivers down his spine. Shoes digging into the concrete of the sidewalk William rocketed in the opposite direction the police, chancing a glance back after twenty yards. When he looked forward again a woman had suddenly appeared in front of him, locking up her shop door. Before she could insert the key he skittered to a stop and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her inside as he shoulder rammed the door open. With his foot he quickly closed the door behind them, one hand up across her mouth and the other around her back holding her close. His eyes looked pleadingly into hers as the sirens grew louder.<br/><br/>~------------------------------------------------------------------~<br/><br/>There was a calm in the air as they waited, the forest animals had grown used to the two hiding men and were going about their days uninhibited, starting to settle down as evening grew nearer. Shawn and Wallace did not make a sound as they waited for fear of missing the approach. A squirrel in a nearby tree began to chatter loudly, leaping from branch to branch nervously. Wallace strained his ears and faintly heard the creaking of wood and hoof beats of horses. "It's time," he thought to himself. He looked up to try to see Shawn, but the branches obscured his vision and he knew Shawn would be well hidden with his bow. The carriage continued closer; Wallace counted four armored and armed escorts as well as the driver, though he appeared to be little threat. Once the group was within ten meters Wallace calmly walked out to the middle of the path then turned on his heel to face them, a devilish grin across his face.<br/><br/>"Evening."