Liar Heist: The Girl w/the Ellipse {Part-3}

A Story by Abishai100

Idealist eco-vigilante thieves/twins (the Brothers-Satan) seek to use a football-ad girl in a media/Belgian 'spin' for knit(s).

Heist story set in New England. Thanks for reading,

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MR. AMLAN SATAN: We get this copter and we do not take Eliza with us, fool.

MR. AJAY SATAN: Was I therefore wrong in stating straight I'm the wilder twin?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Whatever you've guessed is some long-arch Eliza tale, it's no.

MR. AJAY SATAN: Look, when we get to Brussels for insurance-contact, she's ally.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Baron Ion won't want too long stretch time/space with this.

MR. AJAY SATAN: Are you sure just sending her away is sufficient doughnuts?
MR. AMLAN SATAN: What I do know is Eliza is a Maid Marian only if we're far-away.

MR. AJAY SATAN: Great, well...in that case Eliza was just short-time waitress.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: To keep her not looking like a hostage for danger, yes, bro.

MR. AJAY SATAN: That's good keep for an eco-vigilante's agenda, so I can't shout.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: The copter should be here in 2 hours...Facebook-like.

The Brothers-Satan were assured the copter would arrive at their Boston-town bank they took hostage for eco-insurance theater and mock-comedy to make statements for Baron Ion and his 'rumored' blood-diamonds (from Africa) stored there for smugglers-talk. Eliza, the football-ad girl, continued to be their special little Maid Marian; and the police-chief and detective on-scene continued to laugh somewhat at all this theater for consumerism integrity Amlan and Ajay made for what oddly seemed like something the gems-company owner would/could tall some insurance-gossip comic art for Earthling knit(s).

Eliza ended up a waitress, ironically, in Antwerp. The Brothers-Satan ended up opening that dream retirement waffle-dive in nearby Brussels but never contacted lovely angel Eliza again, who'd become their short-time ally of sorts. Baron Ion saw his company tracks to African shores see newfound Interpol-eye; and Amlan and Ajay knew they'd remember the entire Western world insurance opera for consumerism integrity arts as something the police would envision as something like an old-Earth damsel-stunt for acid-guns, clown-costumes, company frustration make, and street gossip churning silence preferences sought by the bad Baron (wow). Eliza incidentally wondered which Satan was cuter (Selfie-like!).