The Legend of Johnny Hustle: Crown Me King Read Online Free PDF Page A

don’t have all day.  Go upstairs and bring your supervisor back with you.  I refuse to be questioned when I’m in my store.  Hurry up.”
    The man almost broke his fingers rushing to open the door.
    “I expect you back in three minutes, I don’t like waiting,” PeeWee stated.
    “Boss, I can’t mek it to the six floors and back in tree minutes.”
    “Then I guess if you leave now you can, huh?”
    The guard left.  As soon as he was out of sight, PeeWee said, “Let’s go.”
    He stepped in the door, closed it fast, and lodged a piece a paper on it to prevent the one way lock from locking us in.  I looked around the poorly lit room.  It had racks of new clothes.  PeeWee ran down a long hall filled with boxes, and then turned a corner.  I was right behind him.  Frantically, I ran and stopped when he did.  A steel cord and a Master lock secured another door.  Quickly, PeeWee used the wire cutters.  He opened the door, revealing a small-refrigerated room.  When he stepped in, he removed a black thick plastic that covered an entire rack.  Dangling in front of us was a rack of Maximilian mink coats.  Each coat was on a separate prong of the rack, and through the sleeves of each coat was a steel wire that ran through to another lock.
    PeeWee snapped the wire, handed me the wire cutters, and detached a small plastic alarm with the small screwdriver.  Without hesitation, I checked for my size, snapped the wire, and did the same.  While I was snapping the lock, PeeWee worked on a second coat.  Once the second coat was secure, he took off at top speed—I was right behind him.  When he reached the main door, he slowed down.  Gently, he closed the door behind us, and took off at stop speed.  We didn’t stop until we reached a pile of boxes.
    We were a few paces before the view of the video cameras.  All three coats went into a box.  The box then went onto a cart.  When we were closer to the security guard, we made a left in the huge basement. We entered an employee bathroom with the cart and the boxes.
    Pee Wee stepped in and removed a full garbage bag from the chrome can.  He then reached in and pulled out two plastic garment cases.  Hurriedly he placed the suits flat in the case.  He then removed the shoes from the boxes and put them in the bottom of the cases.  With the three mink coats, he instructed me to lay them flat in the other luggage case.  Quickly, I did what I was told.  Once everything was put away, he folded the case over his arm.  With his hands, he instructed me to do the same with the other.  We walked out of the bathroom as calm as could be.
    Stepping strong like two the hard way, we bopped towards the light shining in from the loading dock.  In a hundred paces we were home free.  While looking out into the street, I thought of how easy we pulled the robbery off.  Suddenly, I felt a hand grab me, pulling me down until I landed on my butt.  When I bounced on the ground, PeeWee was next to me.  He pushed a large cart to block us from what was coming.  The Jamaican security guard and a White man with glasses were looking all over for the men from Central Office.  They hadn’t discovered that the furs were missing.  They looked too confused, and no alarms went off.
    With our backs against the carts, and our butts on the stolen merchandise, I tried to slow my heart down.  The two men who were looking for us were right over and behind us.
    “I’m telling you, boss; two man here from Central Office and dem want you,” said the security guard.
    “Well, tell them to find me.  They probably went to my office anyhow,” came from the supervisor with the glasses—to my relief.
    Once the coast was clear, we headed out the door.  PeeWee smacked the giant sized security guard’s hand, and we headed across town in a hurry.
     
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    “So this is your hustle, huh?  Boosting in the basement?  I could have made a bigger score doing pocket stings,” I arrogantly stated