“Time,” Mr. Blue said as he put away the stopwatch. “Mr. White, your assistance.”

While Mr. White moved toward Mr. Green, Mr. Blue removed the pump from under his coat. Mr. White grabbed Mr. Green. “We don’t have time for that, Mr. Green. Stay focused and on task,” Mr. White said to Mr. Green before moving back over to where Mr. Blue was standing.

Mr. White placed the bag she had filled with watches and necklaces at the feet of Mr. Blue. Then Mr. White made her way out of the store. She got in the car, took off the coat, and moved the Chevy into position for the three to make their escape.

With the alarm blaring, Mr. Green returned to the case and removed the remaining pieces, placing them in his bag. Mr. Green stepped to Mr. Blue and placed the bag at his feet.

Mr. Blue passed the pump to Mr. Green. With Mr. Green now covering the room, Mr. Blue dropped to one knee. He opened the briefcase and emptied its contents into one of the bags, then placed both bags into one and secured it to his waist. “Mr. White, report?”

“As expected, one security vehicle approaching from the north with two rental cops inside. Estimated time to police intervention, ninety-six seconds,” Mr. White returned.

Mr. Blue looked at Mr. Green and shook his head. Knowing that his error caused their current condition, Mr. Green mouthed the words my bad.

“Acknowledged, Mr. White. Assume defensive position one and stand by.”

“Acknowledged and in position, Mr. Blue,” Mr. White said.

Mr. Blue turned to his partner. “Don’t sweat it, Mr. Green. Shit happens. Let’s just get the fuck out of here.”