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Nights in White Satin	By : ImagineLayla131 Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 6331 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE TOTAL DRAMA FRANCHISE OR NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY TELETOON AND THE MOODY BLUES, RESPECTIVELY. NO MONEY/PROFIT IS BEING MADE OFF OF THIS FANFICTION!

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Author's Note: Hello, world and my wonderful readers. How is everybody? Chapter 6 is here! I finished it last night, but had to proof read and add on to it today. Once again, thanks for the reviews, follows, and favorites! :D The more reviews I get, the quicker I update, but you all know I'd update regardless! Thanks again Knute, I was able to implement some of your suggestions into Alejandro, who is fully mentioned in this chapter. If anybody has any suggestions, feel free to send me a private message, I'd love to hear them! Please be sure to read the character update at the end of the chapter. I'm hoping to have Chapter Seven up tomorrow night, the latest, Saturday. Happy Halloween! Be safe and enjoy the night to dress up, have fun, and go off your diet :)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE TOTAL DRAMA FRANCHISE OR NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY TELETOON, THE MOODY BLUES, RESPECTIVELY.
I ONLY OWN THE TAINTED KITTY, THE STRIPPER NAMES, AND MY OWN ORIGINAL STORY IDEAS, WHICH CAME FROM THE SCREENPLAY I'VE BEEN WRITING AND HAS BEEN COPYRIGHTED
Chapter Six: Planning The Heist
Backroom at The Tainted Kitty, Three Days Later (Thursday, December 4th), 11:30 am
It was the day of the meeting. Duncan was thankful that he had three days to hibernate vampire style so the swelling and bruising would go down on his face, but it had also made him incredibly anxious. Chris was so vague with the details at their first meeting, it made him suspicious of what said entrepreneur had in mind. Besides himself and his two friends, Chris and the club bouncers, a tomboy named Jo and a bodybuilder named Eva (both who were a bit on the butch side), were the only ones at the club. Duncan felt a little at ease but remained sullen, hiding behind a pair of dark Ray Bans, as Geoff and Tyler chatted animatedly amongst themselves, while they waited for Chris in his office.
Tyler looked exactly the same since their CSUN party days, with his floppy brown hair, strong chin, and lanky body. He still wore that ridiculous red sweat suit and headband, and was also still a klutz. He had tripped over the rug in the entryway and crashed straight into Jo, who was less than pleased. Duncan and Geoff had to stop their fit of hysterical laughter in order to save him from getting his ass whopped by a chick.
"Man, this is going to be some deal you got us in! Thanks again, Geoff." Tyler said. Both of them had dropped out of college and didn't have much to do. Geoff did event planning at some of the Hollywood clubs from time to time, and Tyler was a personal trainer, but neither one of those were as worthwhile as they had hoped.
"No problem, dude! I'm glad to have you both. My two CSUN buds, it will be total déjà vu! Party City, bros! Woo-Hoo! Plus, we're gonna be filthy stinking rich!" Geoff shouted, Duncan crossed his eyes underneath the sunglasses. Maybe he was getting too old for this. The Duncan from two years ago would have totally jumped at this opportunity and had a blast, but the Duncan of today simply wanted to get it done with and get out unscathed.
"Look, I'm only doing this so I can have a clean slate. A fresh start. Go back to school, get a job, eventually settle down and start a family." As crazy as it may have sounded judging by the puzzled looks on his friend's faces, that was exactly what Duncan wanted. He almost had it with Gwen, and he wasn't going to let her betrayal crush his dream.
"Ya, good luck breaking your loser streak in the sack!" Geoff said, and him and Tyler both started cracking up. If there was one thing not to insult Duncan about, it was his abilities in chasing tail. He may have been a little rusty, but he was a master pick up artist.
"Shut up, Geoff. I may have been out of the game for a while, but I have a feeling I'm going to be picking up right where I left off. You should've seen the little number I had three nights ago…" Duncan's face started pounding from where Courtney had assaulted him. He had to see her again, he had been totally out of line and he needed to apologize, he deserved everything she gave him.
"Monday night?" Tyler questioned. "What happened then?"
"Yeah, I came here with Geoff because I thought the meeting was then, but it was cancelled because you didn't show up, Jocko. It's the only reason why we're here now." Duncan glared at the athlete, who hung his head down in shame.
"I'm sorry, guys. I forgot I had a training session!"
"Whatever. Anyways, I got a free lap dance from this smoking hot chick." The boys starts hooting and howling. "What's with all the commotion? Nothing happened… yet." It was his mission to make something happen.
"What the hell happened then?" Tyler asked.
"Man, she round housed me! How the fuck do you think I got this black eye?!" Duncan tore off his sunglasses and pointed at his eye. Geoff and Tyler gasped and nearly jumped. What a couple of pansies. He thought to himself, trying to stifle a scoff.
"What?! No way. So that's why you left so quickly. You missed Bridge's set! I'm completely digging that chick, dudes. I gotta have her. She's amazing!" Geoff looked out and Duncan could have sworn he saw hearts in his eyes.
"Lovesick much, Geoff?"
"What's it to you?" Geoff snapped.
"Nothing, it's kind of funny. The whole thing was unfortunate, too. She has an ass you'd wanna play bongos on."
"Who has an ass you'd wanna play bongos on?"
The three friends turned around. At that moment, Chris came strolling in, wearing a freshly ironed navy pin striped suit. "Gentlemen, what a pleasure." Truly it was. These idiots were about to help him pull off the con of his career.
"Hey, Chris, what's cracking? I was just telling the boys about Ice Chickie." A sly grin spread across Chris' face. If only you knew what she did to me when you left…
"Ha, yes she does, indeed. Not much, how are your family jewels doing from the other night?"
"They've been better." The two of them snickered. It was nice that there was at least a bit of a camaraderie between them.
"Yeah, I want a chick like that, too! Ya know, but without the beating up business. Dunc's and Geoff's babes sound totally bomb. You should set me up, por favor." Tyler pouted, which caused Chris to scoff.
"Schyeah, maybe if you would have shown up like you said, you could have gotten one! There's plenty to go around, I have a whole diamond lineup to appeal to every taste a man could desire. More on that later… So, are we ready to get down to business, boys?"
"You know it!" Geoff shouted followed by a "Yes, sir." from Tyler. They all sat down around Chris' desk.
"Now, as you all know, Geoff has been my "delivery" boy for quite some time. I greatly appreciate him for calling upon you two young men in order to pull off this scheme. I only want the top-notch, crème de la crème, to assist me in this. The pay off you'll accumulate will be so large you'll be able to use bills to wipe your tears." Chris started laughing, the rest soon followed, only for it to be cut short with a menacing look from Chris, at which they all stopped.
"Freaking sweet!" Tyler pumped his fist up in the air. Shit. These guys are getting too ahead of themselves. Duncan thought to himself.
"Wait, wait, wait. Hold your horses, boys. We haven't gotten down to the bottom of this yet, the nitty gritty. What's the initial plan, Chris?" If there was one thing Chris didn't like, it was when people seconded guessed him, which is exactly what this newbie was doing.
"Hey! Rookie! I am a man of my word, especially when it comes to the big bucks! Now, I'm sure you are some what familiar with who Alejandro Barboza is?" Chris was greeted by absolute silence. Figures. He thought to himself before continuing. "Thought so. Any who, he is one of the top kingpins to the Brazilian mob. Made the majority of his money off of bank heists in all seven continents, it's even rumored that he massacred an entire Russian militia that murdered his family when he was a boy. The mob has been good to him and covered every single crime, making him out to be an unfortunate orphan in the midst of a family tragedy. Not even the FBI or CIA have him on their radar. This man really is one lucky son of a bitch. He's got it all. Lucky for us, thanks to Geoff's connection, he'll be paying a visit to The Smoking Gun, my cigar lounge. After we reel him in, we'll be pulling off the biggest pigeon drop known to man kind." It was pure brilliance, Chris couldn't have come up with a better plan if he tried.
"What's a pigeon drop?" Tyler scratched his head, clueless to any and all crime terminology. Chris heavily sighed.
"A pigeon drop is what's called a confidence trick. The selected target or "pigeon", a.k.a. Alejandro, is convinced to relinquish money or an object in order to assure an even bigger amount of money, or something of equal or more value. That object he'll be trading will be diamonds. Not just any diamonds, these are black diamonds. He recently inherited a mine full of them, $80 million worth. The mine went bust, but he has the gems. Every single top jeweler that you could think of is after him. DeBeers, Cartier, Bvlgari, Harry Winston, but he's been picky, and none of them have offered the exact amount, they're trying to lowball him. Since he is a Brazilian kingpin, black diamonds are their holy grail, and they're willing to do whatever it takes to profit off of them. My private jeweler, Brady Benson, is in fact the one that told me about Alejandro, and I had Geoff follow him around on one of his many trips to L.A., and they became fast friends, which is how he got him to make an appearance at the cigar club. Brady is as much of a part of this as you all are, but he prefers to be a "silent partner". "
"Which makes perfect sense. I see where you're coming from. In the process of gaining his confidence, you take advantage of his weak points and go in directly for the kill. You want to make this guy an offer he thinks he can't refuse, you're actually scamming him." Duncan condescendingly chimed in, trying to have a one up on Chris.
"Scamming is a bit much. I'd say it would be a "friendly loan." Of course Chris would think that. Con artists never think they're doing anything morally wrong or illegal.
"Call it what you will, it all means the same thing. Bottom line, let's not get too ahead of ourselves."
"Whoa, whoa! Last time I checked, I was the one in charge." Was this little prick trying to pull a fast one over on him? He was Chris McLean, and Chris McLean was a man nobody would dare to fuck with if they wanted to live to see tomorrow.
"Yeah. Just 'cuz you're in charge doesn't mean you've formulated a good plan of action. You don't even have the next move after you get this guy here."
The room went dead silent. Geoff and Tyler's mouths were agape, looking at Duncan like he had shot himself in the foot. Chris' face scrunched up in a nasty look, he was furious! "What the…? Get the fuck out of here, you two faced smart ass punk!" He rose from his chair. Geoff got up, destined to prevent any violence.
"Whoa, Chris, chill out!" Wrong move on his part, the anger intensified.
"Don't tell me to chill, you should be telling your friend to keep his fucking mouth shut. Or else I'll find three other accomplices that have respect and are capable of following orders."
"I'm plenty capable of following orders, but not when they are half-assed." Duncan retorted. How this guy managed to have two successful businesses was far beyond Duncan.
"Mr. McLean, Duncan may have a point with all of this." Tyler spoke up, surprising Duncan.
"Yeah, he's the smartest out of the three of us and the only one to almost finish college!" Geoff followed. This caught Duncan off guard a little, he was astonished that these two came to his defense. Maybe they did have some integrity. He turned back to Chris.
"So are you going to hear me out or are you going to regret it later when your ass is behind bars because you were busted in attempts to pull of the "perfect scheme." with your head up your ass?" Duncan raised his eyebrows at Chris, who still had the twisted glower on his face.
"Five minutes. If I'm not satisfied, I'll have the club bouncers use your head to open the door and throw you out on your ass. Got it compadre?" He better make it good.
"Yep." Duncan replied, Geoff and Chris sat down again.
"What we need is a plan of action, and everybody needs a role. Chris, you obviously found the catch, now we need to work on luring it in. We need to gain Barboza's confidence. Now, not all of us will make it out alive at the end of this."
"You may be new to this, but I'm not. This isn't the first time I've done this before. I'm something of a criminal genius, but smaller cases. A designer with a coke habit, a producer who indulged in child pornography, the father of my soon to be ex-wife. All of them have secrets I know, and I took advantage of all of them to the full extent. They never knew what hit them. It's how I funded my establishments." Duncan was spot on, Chris was a con man… to some extent. It sounded more like emotional blackmail.
"I've already told you, I'm not new to this. You're saying nobody has ever caught on? Not the victims or the cops, FBI? Nobody's ever tipped them off?"
"Nope. I've gotten by on luck. Sheer stupidity of the victims, sheer genius of myself. I had my brother Josh helping me out, I learned everything I know from him." Chris' infamous grin appeared on his face. What is with this guy and the perma-smirk? Duncan thought to himself.
"What happened?" He was curious and figured that Chris didn't need Geoff and his two friends if he had his brother.
"He decided enough was enough, he was getting too old, didn't live his years to the fullest. He took his cut and headed down to Miami. Got himself a nice beach front with a tight Cuban wife and two little rug rats. This is the first heist I've done without him and the biggest one thus far. We would switch off, one of us would lure in the catch and the other one went in for the kill. Since this is a bigger job, I needed more guys, Geoff couldn't do this on his own. What do you have to say to that, smart ass?" Chris nodded at Duncan, who was in deep in thought.
"What it sounds like is you're talking out of your ass for the most part. You aren't going about this in the correct manner, but the fundamentals are there… barely. I think I've got the perfect way to go about this. In order to do that, it's your turn to listen to what I have to say. Is that going to be a problem, Mr. Ego Trip?"
"No. Talk, my time is valuable. I've got businesses to run here." Chris huffed.
"Ok. We already have our in with Alejandro because of Geoff, who will bring him to the cigar club. Once he's arrived and after they've had a few Cubans and whiskeys, Tyler will operate as a shill. For those of you that don't know, a shill is a person who acts as a promoter for the perpetrator in order to lure the target. He'll pretend to be on the phone with Brady's assistant, who just informed Tyler that he sold his ex fiancé's engagement ring for 25% over asking price, and he starts cheering that he's hit the jackpot.
This will catch Alejandro's attention, and he'll ask Geoff if he knows him. Geoff will say he doesn't, which at that point Alejandro tells him to bring Tyler over to find out about said jeweler. He says that the jeweler is very selective about whom he does business with and he only got in because of a connection, which will be Chris. Since the ex fiancé was one of the dancers at The Tainted Kitty and dumped him in public, Chris felt so bad that he put him through with Brady. Alejandro will beg for a meeting to be set up, which can only be done by phone due to Chris' schedule. Chris will call Alejandro and have me on the line with a disguised voice pretending to be Brady, who will flat out offer him $100 million for the diamonds, which is actually where the Advanced Fee Fraud comes into play. In view of the fact that every other jeweler has offered him significantly lower, Alejandro will jump at the chance of selling for over the asking price, and it's sealed.
All that needs to be done is pick up the diamonds, which is when the pigeon drop occurs, except we're not going to do The Jamaican Switch. We're going to give him the money, in counter fit bills, which will be unrecognizable. I will make the trade off, bring back the diamonds the next day, which is when we give the diamonds to Brady and he pays us the cash. Alejandro made over what the lot was valued at without being none the wiser that he lost it all, Brady has black diamonds to sell, and the four of us each walk away $20 million richer. That's what I have to say, smart ass."
The room was once again dead silent. Chris' jaw was to the floor, Geoff and Tyler looked nervous, worried that he was actually going to throw Duncan out, but his demeanor changed. His lips curled up into a smile. "Duncan, that is the most outstanding plan that I've ever heard! Much better than what I had in mind! Bravo!" He started clapping, which Geoff and Tyler joined in, hollering for their friend. It was Duncan's turn to have the shit eating grin.
"I told you I wasn't an amateur, Chris. You need to trust me."
"Let's get to the halfway point, then we'll see if I trust you. Alejandro will be by the club on Saturday night. For now, I think a per celebration is in order. All of you come back tonight for free booze, cigars, and lap dances!"
They all started cheering. "Sounds like a deal to me! How does 10 work?" Geoff smiled, happy that he'd get to see Bridgette.
"Perfect, I'll see you then, and don't worry, Tyler. I think I've got the perfect little foxtail for you." Chris said with a wink.
"All right!" Tyler and Geoff slapped palms. The boys started to walk out before Chris called out to Duncan. Duncan turned to his friends.
"I'll catch up with you guys outside." They walked out of the office, leaving the two alone.
"This really is an incredible plan you've come up with, but it's not the reason why I asked you to stay behind."
"Oh?" Duncan asked, eyebrows raised.
"Mmhmm, it's about Courtney. I had a long discussion with her after you left, and she got a pretty brutal punishment. Bottom line, she wants to apologize to you for what she did."
"She does?" This was the second time today that Duncan was surprised. Sure, he was pissed, but he probably would have retaliated the same way if he had been the one in her position. "I think she's owed the apology."
Chris laughed at that "Ha! No way, don't even think it. She knows to expect those kinds of comments, she can't go around striking back on an unpredictable whim. I'm lucky it was you and not somebody else, I'd probably be sued." The two laughed.
"Yeah, you're right about the latter, but she deserves an apology. It's cool, I'll hear her out. What did you do to her?"
"Oh, a couple odd jobs that had to be taken care of, things that needed to be serviced to." He had to conceal not only his smirk, but the erection that was threatening to rise upon the thought of Courtney deep throating him.
"For sure. Well, I look forward to it. I'll see you tonight." Duncan raised his index and middle fingers to his temple, pointed them at Chris, and walked out.
"Alright, until then. I'll get you a lap dance from another chick that I think you'll really like!" Chris promised.
"Ha! We'll see about that one." Duncan said from his over shoulder before leisurely walking out of the club and into the parking lot to be greeted by the cheering of Tyler and Geoff.
It may seem like everything is going to go smoothly, but things WILL NOT be going EXACTLY as planned, unfortunately.
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