Miami Colors and the Drug Named

The colors were intense at this sunset. Connor could see the palm trees and the oranges and blues of the evening were so bright and dark at the same time. He felt his retinas lurch at the sky and get lost in the greens of the palms.

“What a beautiful day to rob a bank” Connor Caine thought.

Connor walked into the bank, shotgun leveled at the cashiers and security guard there. The security guard, who was roughly donut shaped, hit the floor with a wet, sweaty, splash.

“Fill this bag with money, you know the drill.” Connor said as he threw the bag at the clerk.

“Fill the bag with love too if you get the chance.” Connor’s accomplice in crime, Molly Aminez said sheepishly.

The bank teller moved to comply with Connor’s statement, but he could see the man smirk a bit at Molly’s. Molly always had a way of making intense situations better, but Connor wanted everyone on deck here.

“Love the energy Mol,” Connor said, trying and failing to not be aggressive. “But LET’S GET THIS TRAIN OUTTA THE STATION!” He hollered. Threateningly waving his gun at the bank tellers who rushed to comply.

Molly held her gun at the tellers and for what was worth, she looked like she was generally enjoying herself. The problem was that she enjoyed everything and got distracted all of the time.

“Mol, can you just point your gun at the security guard while I cover this transaction.” Connor asked.

“Alright boo” Molly said and she sauntered over to the entrance.

The bank tellers finished up and Connor grabbed both bags, strapping his gun to his back.

“Let’s move!” he bellowed at Molly and she sauntered out of the building, moving not faster or slower than she normally moved.

Connor hit the car running at full speed. He slid over the hood of the car and ended up falling on his face. He got up quickly and opened the trunk, threw the bags of money in the car and went to the driver’s side, which was occupied.

“Let me drive.” Connor said.

“No dude, I got this.” Kay Aminez, their getaway driver announced.

Connor sighed, “Are you sure you’re up for this?”

“Yes dude, not let’s get in the car and go, you’re the one holding us up now.”

Connor noted that Molly had gotten into the back seat. He nodded and without another word slid across the hood again, this time having to shuffle his way across it and got into the passenger side seat.

Kay was in one of his rare moments today, he drove quickly away from the bank and they covered a few blocks but Kay started following traffic laws too soon after getting out of there.

The sunlight faded to nothing but the colors didn’t fade. They changed to blue and neon hues against a black sky with other lights in the distance as the gang sped through the Miami night.

Finally, they came to a red light and when it turned green Kay froze. He was captivated by the green light, not moving the car at all. It was one of his dissociative episodes. Connor stared at the green light for what felt like an hour. A mantra started to play in his head.

Green light means go, green light means go, GREEN LIGHT MEANS GO!

“RAAAAAA” Connor screamed with primal fury.

He reached across Kay and opened his door. Without giving Kay or himself time to think, Connor shoved Kay out of the car and onto the road. He slammed the door shut and put the pedal to the metal.

The car tires wailed as the car fishtailed out of the intersection. Smoke filled the windows as the smell of burnt rubber filled the car.

Connor and Molly sped off in the getaway car, leaving Kay in the middle of the street.

“Hey, that wasn’t very cash money of you to leave my brother in the street like that. Mommy Ethel Aminez won’t be pleased.” Molly said, showing him a frown for the first time that day.

“Come on beautiful, he was just slowing us down.” Connor said in his most placating tone, which was still pretty aggressive. Molly was placated by this despite Connor’s failed attempt at a placating tone.

They drove through the bright night and got back to their safe house without incident. Connor and Molly cuddled up for the night. Molly loved cuddling more than anything in the world so Connor was more than obliged to do this for her after such a stressful day. Connor had his typical insomnia but before he knew it, he was fast asleep too.

They woke up to hard banging on the door. Connor had time to get up and move into the hallway before the door made a sickening crunching noise as it slammed open through the frame.

“This is the police, put your hands up.” A voice called from the doorway behind a flashlight. Behind the voice, policemen started piling into the room. With no gun, or an easy escape route planned in his head, Connor reluctantly lifted his hands over his head and went with them quietly.

A few hours later, Molly and Connor were in a holding cell waiting to be processed. They had been questioned by the police on the whereabouts of the money they had stolen, but they asserted that it was in their home where they had left it.

“Babe, I am so sorry, I just can’t figure out how we were found out.” Connor kept repeating. He was dumbfounded at having been caught. With other crimes he had committed he had not been caught by the cops.

“Have you ever been in jail before?” He asked Molly.

“Mommy Ethel has and some other members of the family have been in this joint.” Molly said sheepishly. “They said they ran the place, but they also said the hardest part is when you first get thrown in jail.”

As they were talking, a detective in a duster and fedora walked over to him. He smelled richly of tobacco. “See Kay, we caught them thanks to your tips. Thanks to your honesty, we’ll lower your sentence. Now,” the detective opened the cell door. “Please enter the cell.” And with that the detective deposited Kay Aminez into the jail cell.

“Hey Detective Nicky Teen, that’s not what the deal was! The deal was I walked away scott free!” Kay yelled at the detective’s back.

At this, Detective Nicky Teen turned back and said simply, “Son, you should have thought about that before joining these two on a bank robbing spree.” He spun on his heel and walked away.

“Wow, what a real asshole.” Connor said. He turned to Kay and said, “I suppose I deserve jail for pushing you out of our car. But at least I ain’t no snitch.” He spat on the floor in front of Kay.

“How could you do this to us brother?” Molly said. “The Aminez family comes first.”

At this, Kay smiled. “Of course, I told Mommy Ethel about this before the cops. Why do you think they can’t find the money?”

Connor was annoyed. “You let your psychopathic mother in on this?!?! Who knows what she’ll do knowing I am involved.”

“I heard that!” A voice yelled at them from the window. The wall cracked apart as the front end of a bulldozer smashed through it. “Mommy Ethel’s here boys and girls, time to break out of jail!”

Kay and Molly whooped for joy as they climbed onto the bulldozer. Connor sighed. “I guess I’ll take whatever help I can get.” He muttered.

“Connor, if you ever decide to use my family in a hair brained scheme like this again, I’ll gut you like a fish.” Mommy Ethel said as he climbed on the bulldozer. They rode the bulldozer into the rising sun as the jail went on full alert.

Detective Nicky Teen was the first to see them escape through the hole. “Sargent Al Keyhol is not going to like this, I’d better wake him up.”