The Hatton Garden Job Page #5

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I wasn't lying when

I said I trusted Jack.

I trust him... to do what he does best.

You did it, ain't it, chap?

You could've just called me, you know?

I knew Jack would give you the message.

Look, it's... it's there,

just take it and go.

I'll be taking a bit more

than that, my friend.

Frank was always sell me out.

I saw that coming a mile off.

Bag... now.

I believe those belong to me.

There's something else

you should know about sharks.

There's only one thing that they fear.

A bigger shark.

Why is he here?

Well, he said I had to nick

that box for him, didn't he?

He said if I didn't , he'd fit me up...

Me and my crew go back inside.

Let's see what you were ordered to get.

Don't!

Alright!

I liked working with you.

Pick it up, Frank.

Alright!

Take the box and go.

So, I guess I owe you

one now, then, do I?

I don't want a f***ing

thing from you.

Just tell me that me

and my crew are clear.

You're clear.

What a hell of a blag you

pulled off there, right?

I suppose I was lucky.

You make your own luck.

Nah...

Steal it.

There's one thing you

can do for me, Frank.

We're gonna do a lot of business,

you and I, Francis.

For me, this life is an addiction.

I look forward to that.

That ain't me.

The sun and early retirement

would suit me just fine.

What?

You wanna know what

happened to the others?

Thieves have broken into a

vault in Central London

making off with the contents

of 300 safety deposit boxes.

The burglary happened in Hatton Garden,

known as London's jewellery...

They executed the biggest

theft in history.

They were walking on water,

I kid you not.

There was more money in loot

than in your wildest dreams.

The rule you have to follow

in order not to get caught

is 100 per cent discretion.

Not living it up, flashing your cash or

showing off your new measure of wealth.

You just quietly blend in

in the background.

The happiness you feel is something

that you never want away, ever.

But because of this one man...

It only lasted six sodding weeks.

I've been back.

The place looks like a ghost town.

On the second night,

Kenny reconned the place.

And he decided to go in his own car,

instead of the unmarked van.

There was so much loot

rolling around the big smoke...

Anyone who touched it, got burnt.

Some more deserving than others.

Frank was true to his word.

He came through on that

favour I asked of him.

Oh...

And the reason they never caught me?

Give me a name, at least.

Sorry.

I never got his name.

Name?

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