Necessity

Tony’s heart continued to pump with adrenaline and ferocity. The desperation, the necessity for this to work, with only a few days preparation, yielded Tony currently two hundred and fifty thousand dollars richer. He quickly started his car; music blared through the speakers, he was too nervous to turn down the volume before moving into the lightly guarded downstairs staging area. Only a fool would attempt to steal from them, but this was the safest way to get the money he desperately needed. Tony would have never otherwise stolen from anyone, but he felt his honest way of living never granted him the freedom of bills due. His love was fading and no one was coming to their rescue. He took every precaution he could think of and calculated he had at least an hour before anyone would discover the group of hogtied men. He put his car into drive and casually exited the alleyway. His eyes began to water as he felt a weight lift from his chest. The light turned from red to green on this busy morning intersection. Had Tony, the overly cautious man, looked at the intersection prior to crossing, he would have seen the truck.