He just opened his eyes, in terror. Must have been another bad dream. Took seconds to realize where and who he is. The vehicle was still on the road. Dark clouds all over the sky, made it even harder to guess the time. He closed his eyes again, pressed them, and opened once more. Tried to see outside through the bars, bars covering the window, preventing criminals to get away. Such a useless thing...it must be a prisoner van then. he looked at his hands, saw the handcuff, then he began to see more, the other 3 criminals with him in the van, and two guards in front, seperated from prisoners with another window covered with metal bars. one behind the wheels and the other, should be half way sleeping... such a dumb dream... remembering... he saw his attempts to break in, the bank... he saw the papers, in front of him... some pictures, familiar and unfamiliar faces, fake identity cards... ah yes " i was making another fake identity card again"... must be the drugs they fed him, remembring wasnt always this hard. What else?

Then a loud sound broke into the silence...

"O' shit..." the half slept guard jumped on his seat...

"Haha, that was the thunder you idiot" the other guard answered, followed by another laugh.

"How much left to the prison? "
-"an hour..."

he grumbled and slipped down on his seat again to countinue his nap.

 

Ben now remembers more. He was trying to frame a guy, so they could wash the money and trick everything away. make it seem legal and walk away clean. and the arrest was a part of the plan as well.

Minutes pased, rain was knocking the metal roof, and the van was still on the road. and then a sound appeard! Engine... another car was getting close. Ben tried to look through the window, he saw a black car just crossed them... he didnt see much more but it was obvious now. The car was trying to pull the van over... the van slowed down so fast and parked by the road slowly.

Ben waited, he heard foot steps, and the guy behind the wheel got out of the car. The other guard woke up in again. Yet hooked by the seat.
 

"You'r late"  a strange voice, Ben could easily tell it wasnt the guards

 -"the rain... Make it fast, we signed the paper at the exit. must get there in time" guard replied.

Ben heard footsteps. Walking around the van... then a loud clicking sound, and the door got open. "Get out...fast" familiar face... who was he?

Ben tried to get out but as soon as he stepped outside he fell on the ground.

 "You idiots druged him too?"

 -"It wasnt me, william did it" guard replied

Ben looked behind while getting help to get on foot, the other prisoners were still in dreams. Now it was making sense. They shouldn't see these moments. so they drugged the prisoners to sleep.

"Help me Ben, Walk" the man said, while helping Ben walking to the car.

The guard mounted the van and moved away. While Ben was just changing his clothes on the back seat of the car.

..."Dont keep Constantine waiting" another voice. must have been the guy on the front seat.


the moment he heard the name "Constantine", Ben rememberd everything. The plan, the score, victims, partners...

"Damn, you guys need to reconsider your drugs! This shit is so fukin' good" Ben said

"Hah... Ben used the F word"

"Hahah, Shut up ya'll, he's still high. help him change his clothes..."john" said be at the office before eight"

 

The engine began to roar, and the car turned direction back to the city.
It was still raining...