~~~Joel's P.O.V~~~

I woke up to my phone blaring on the nightstand, before looking at the clock. I didn't go into work today.. So.... I raised the phone seeing an incoming phone call from Elise

"Hello?"

"Joel you have to come here asa-NOW"

"I thought we were closed today?"

"We might be permanently closed if you don't get your ass here!" She growled, I sat up quickly hearing a muffled Laurie speaking into the phone.

"Please get here before we all get arrested!"

"A-Arrested??"

"Get your prince btich self here before the fbi shows up, hurry blue!!" Elise basically growled into the phone as I hung up quickly dressing myself before taking the shortest and most familiar route back to the cafe.

I turned my head in a couple of places seeing the police surrounding a building questioning everyone around.

I noticed Elise explaining something to an officer before waving me over. I swallowed hard before walking over there hoping to find out what happened.

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"So long story short, we're fucking screwed?"

"Yep."

"It's hard to believe this happened.." I sighed burying my face in my hand.

"It's safe to say we'll be out of a job for a few weeks while they 'investigate'" Laurie sighed.

I looked back at the cafe. Lovely that the cafe was robbed.. Earlier today right before our boss came in, we were all called for "interrogation", what was stolen? Just money, lovely, huh?

"Hey Joel?" Laurie elbowed my side, I turned to her confused, following her finger across the street.

"Isn't that your boyfriend?"

"Not my boyfriend." I said quickly, waving her off.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Wouldn't surprise me if that wasn't a permanent issue." She teased. I waved her off before standing up.

"I want to go say hi though, don't tell the investigators." They nodded as I crossed the street running to catch up to him.

"Harley, right?"

He turned his head, his cocky grin settling on his face again. "Hello, sugar."

"Joel."

He rolled his eyes before leaning against the wall with a sort of newfound confidence. "So what do I owe to the pleasure?"

"Uh, just wanted to say hi.."

"Just hi?"

"Well.."

"Well...?" He asked

"Just wanted to let you know you should probably start getting your coffee somewhere else.." I said but he didn't even look surprised he just shrugged.

"Damn, I killed a good coffee place, oh well, you win some, you lose some." He shrugged, stuffing his hands in his pockets before walking off.

"Killed...? Like murdered..?!" I asked confusingly before running to catch up with him.

"Yeah, meh, the money was for spending." He shrugged again.

"... Harley, what did you do after you dropped me off at the bus station."

"Nothingggg" He said cockly before pulling something out of his pocket flicking it at me. "Thanks for your key, by the way! Worked like a charm, glad I didn't have to pick that damn lock."

"I- It was you?!" I breathed out.

He turned around grinning at me raising his hands above his head. "Guilty as charged~"

"How- Why- Why'd you do that!?" I asked him after he walked into an ally

"Why didn't I do it? I mean, come on Joel, you aren't an idiot." He said reaching into his coat pulling out a small handgun pointing it at me.

I let out a squeak raising my hands slightly.

"Ah sorry, am I scaring you? I'm not trying to, just move to the side." He said quite seriously. I slowly sidestepped turning around seeing someone else standing there with a gun pointed at Harley.

The other guy, who was a dirty blond guy with pale skin dressed in all black nodded towards me speaking in a language I didn't understand.

Harley spoke back in the language walking towards me wrapping his arm around my waist. Speaking a bit more. They both shot things back and forth... words I mean.. Before Harley nodded his head to the side. The other guy nodded before walking away.

He exhaled softly before putting his gun away. "Sorry 'bout that, sugar, I just had to deal with him."

"Who- The hell...? I- Who are you??"

"Olsen? Harley William Olsen? I never lied about that."

"O-Okay so you rob places and profit or something??"

"No, not yet, I need to pull three more jobs to actually keep what I steal."

"Pull three more jobs? What?"

"What the hell do you think it means, steal from three more places, sugar."

"I- Told you I didn't intend to not be remembered, The world will remember me, sugar, and...." He looked at me up and down with another sly grin.

"Lemme guess, you're debating to turn me into the cops, huh?" Harley crossed his arms.

"No, I'm going to turn you in." I accused pointing a finger at his chest in which he smiled even wider.

"Please, with what evidence, sugar?" He asked. I opened my mouth before shutting it quickly. He was right, with what evidence? I have no evidence.

"But why? I don't get why you did it.."

"For the money, I don't intend to waste my life around here, I steal from these companies of the rich and the power hungry. It's all fair game, they have more money than I can ever imagine, so I take a portion of it, duh." Harley explained shaking his head.

"I- So was everything you told me last night just a lie!"

"Okay rule number one about me, I don't lie." He shot out

"That's just the biggest lie!" I shot back.

"Everything I've told you so far has been the honest truth and only the honest truth, sugar." He claimed gently patting my cheek. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"You know, I just had the best idea.."

"No. Whatever it is, no." I said cutting him off.

"Hear me out." He grabbed my arm causing me to tense up. He noticed so as he pulled away. "Fine, I'm hearing you out.."

"You might be out of a job for a while.. Cuz.. of my play in the game." He said slyly.

"I wouldn't call robbing a game." I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms stepping in front of him. "Anyway, I'm confused, what does this have to do with your idea?"

"I could use some help tearing up the town, you're too good to be wearing an apron and serving others, sugar~" He said with his cocky grin again turning back to face me.

"I think it's time you lose the apron and the nametag, is what I mean." He offered his hand to me. I stared at his hand.

"I-.. I don't think I could possibly say yes to that.."

It was hard not to see the disappointment in his face for a split second before he shrugged. "Well, I guess it was worth a shot, but if you do change your mind and want to Bonnie and Clyde with me," He pulled out a card offering it to me, "Your name will make the headlines, I'll be looking for it."

He waved before walking off and keeping his head high. I looked down at the card before putting it in my pocket. It was a hard no. It was a definite no...

So why did I have a weird feeling in my stomach..?

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Part tree bitches, k bai--