Tom and Jill

Tom and Jill

 

Chapter one – The wrong place at the wrong time.

 

Tom looked at the head of the person in front of him as he stood in the bank line.  Making certain that he was not fidgeting or making himself stand out in anyway, he saw the women in front say good-bye to the teller.  He knew that his brother has just reached the counter of the teller beside him and that their timing would be perfect.  The young girl behind the counter said hello and asked how she could help him today. She was pretty, with big blues eyes and long blonde hair.  She also had a lovely smile, which he knew he would not see again once he had told her what she could do for him.  Leaning close so that he could speak in a soft voice, he pushed a piece of paper across the counter for the young girl to read.  Her face grew pale as she read his message and he could her eyes widen in fear.

 

“Don’t worry, I don’t want to hurt you.  Just put the money in this bag and I will be gone before you know it.  Make a fuss or set of the alarm and I can’t guarantee what will happen.  See the man at the next counter, he is my partner and you really don’t want to upset him.”  As he spoke, he could see the girl consider what to do, finally taking the bag he had put on the counter and putting the money from her till into it.

 

“I don’t want any marked money either Clare.  You wouldn’t like it if I had to come back sometime, maybe when you are at home.” He had no idea where she lived but he had come to realise that during times of stress, a victim does not think logically.  To her mind right now, she would believe that he could do just that.

 

“No, sir, I will only put real money in.  I don’t want to cause any trouble.”

 

“Good girl, you are really doing very well.  I will be gone very soon and you will never have to see me again.” He smiled at her, seeing her relax at his words, knowing for certain that she did think that he could find her. 

 

At the next counter Nick was also watching a young teller named Mary fill his bag with money.  He and his brother had done this many times and had never had any problems so far.  They had found that if they could choose a line with a young girl serving, then she would usually be too scared to do anything silly.  He could usually tell by their eyes when they were thinking of setting of an alarm and the look on their face when he warned them not do it was priceless. The young teller in front of him was a pretty young thing, properly no older than twenty and with short dark hair.  Her hands were shaking slightly as she did up the zip on the bag and slid it across the counter.  He could see that Tom was also about ready go and it was time to do the last thing.

 

“Mary, you have been very helpful. Now I don’t want you to say anything to anyone for at least thirty minutes.  Remember, I will know by the news tonight what time you have told people and if I think you have disobeyed me, than you can expect a visit late one night.  You really don’t want that, do you Mary?” 

 

The girl shook her head, tears beginning to form in the corner of her eyes.  Nick thanked her in a normal voice for her help and wished her a good day before walking out of the bank, his brother a few steps behind him.  They did not talk to each other until they were three blocks away, where they removed their wigs, hats and sunglasses.  He was not surprised to hear no sirens or alarms, as they had learnt that by threatening the girl with a home visit, she became more concerned about that then about the bank loosing some money.  They were just about to walk across the road to their car when they noticed the police car drive slowly by, checking out the car. 

 

“Fuck, it looks like we will have to find some other means of transport.” Nick hissed. 
Tom had seen the police cruiser too.  “Maybe they will keep going.” Before he had even finished his sentence, the cruiser had stopped, one of the police stepping out.  They had stolen the car the night before three towns away, as they usually did before each robbery.  They would then use the car to get away and dump it somewhere.  They never left any personal items in the car, so were not worried about being linked with the car.  However, they now had the problem of finding another car before the thirty minutes were up.

 

“Come on, there is a supermarket car park just down the road and I am sure we can find someone to drive us to the old house.” Tom led the way to the car park, taking care to not run, though he felt like it.  He looked around and saw the cars, trying to find an average looking one.  He was just about to point one out to Nick, when his brother tapped him on the shoulder.

 

“Hey look. This could just be our lucky day.”

 

Tom looked at the direction of his brother’s finger and saw a young woman pushing her trolley across the park, obviously heading to her car.   

 

“Hey come on, wouldn’t it be easier to just take a car.”

 

Nick looked at his younger brother, thinking that though they worked together very well, they certainly were different in many ways.

 

“No, Tom, we don’t have the time to fuck around trying to find a car and hope we won’t set any alarms of. This is our best bet.  She is alone and about ready to go.” He saw her reach her car, pleased that it was not too flashy. “Plus, look at her car, it is just like what we would have wanted anyway. Come on, I’ll grab her and you keep watch.” 

 

Before Tom had time to argue, his brother was gone.  He knew that he was right, this was the best option, but he still didn’t really like it.  However, for now he moved to keep watch, his hand on his gun in case he needed it.  Tom walked calmly up to the woman who was busy loading her bags into the bag of the car. She had a nice figure, with average sized breasts and a firm bottom.  Her long, reddish hair was tied back, showing a lovely face. He noted that she was down to the last bag and again thought that they certainly had some luck on their side today. 

 

Jill only became aware of the man standing near her as he spoke. She jumped and almost dropped the bag in her hand. 

 

“So sorry to bother you Miss, but I am lost and I was wondering if you know where Smith St is?  I have been driving around with my wife for the last half hour and she finally made me stop and ask someone.”  He saw her smile, relaxing as she considered him safe now that she thought he had a wife somewhere. 

 

“Oh, I’m sorry. I am a visitor here too.  I only know how to get back to my friend’s house. I guess you will have to ask someone in the store.”  She had placed the last bag in the back of the car and shut the door, when he grabbed her around the throat, his other arm covering her mouth. 

 

“Now, you are going to help me. I need someone to drive my brother and me and you are the lucky one.  When I take my hand away, I don’t want to hear a sound or I will kill you and take the car anyway.”   He could feel her shallow breathes as he blocked the air from her throat.  He could also feel her body shaking and felt his cock twitching in response. 

 

“Nod your head if you are going to behave.”  He felt her try to nod and carefully started to remove his hand.  When she made no attempt at yelling or speaking he removed if fully, turning her to face him as he also took his arm from around her throat. 

 

Jill struggled to get her breath back. She was aware of another man approaching them, briefly hoping that it was someone who could help her. These hopes were dashed when she remembered he had mentioned a brother. 

 

“Now love, you are going to get into the car and drive us where we say. If you behave and do just as you are asked, then you will be ok.  Will you do that?” 

 

Jill nodded, not sure that her voice would work, even if she tried.  She felt the man lead her to the driver’s seat, the brother sitting in the back seat at the same time.  This put aside any thoughts of just driving away before the men could get into the car.  Once she was seated, the first man quickly ran to the other door and also entered the car. 

 

“Now, turn right when you leave the car park and continue up the road until I say.  There is a police cruiser around and I warn you now that if you even think of getting their attention, things would not be so friendly anymore.” 

 

Jill glanced briefly at the man, sensing that he was serious.  She started the car and drove in the direction she had been told.  She didn’t know the area, her friend’s house in the other direction.  When they got to one of the intersections, she became aware of the police car in the lane beside her.  She felt a firm grip on her knee and looked down to see the man’s hand on her leg. 

 

“Stay calm now, just keep you eyes on the road and everything will be fine.”  She could see him flash his gun as he spoke and had to grip the steering wheel tightly to remain calm.  She glanced in the mirror to see the man in the back seat looking at her anxiously.  She had not heard him say anything but he seemed to be willing to follow whatever his brother said.  It was only when she felt the hand ease it’s grip on her leg that she realised the police car had turned the corner, and the light was green for her to go forward. 

 

“Well done, that could have nasty.  If you continue to behave, we might all get home in one piece.”   Jill noticed that he had not removed his hand and over the next few hours he kept it there, running his hand up and down her thigh as she drove.  Eventually she was told to turn into a dirt road and after another forty minutes she saw an old house.