The Morning before the heist...

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The sun streaked through the window; its soft light urging me to awake from my sleepiness. This was the first time I had slept well in ages maybe since Beverly left. I opened my eyes in alarm when I discovered Amy's side of the bed was empty. "Do you always wake up like this?" a voice spoke from the corner of the room. My eyes adjusted to the bright light streaking from the window and I saw Amy looking out from it. "It's beautiful Seb, I want to wake up to this view each morning" she sighed wistfully, leaning her body on the window sill. "Good morning," I croaked standing up from the bed. "Good morning, Mr Carter," she said with a smile. "How do you feel?" I walked towards her, resisting the urge to run my hands through her muzzled hair. "I feel better than I had yesterday" she shr

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