"We don't need the clothes." The thief standing adjacent to the man said in a low voice. He was extremely silent the entire time. He wasn't as loquacious as the rest of his partners.
All eyes averted to the thief on Michael's left who gulped loudly. "Why are you all looking at me. I could use a new pair of shoes and these clothes could do me well."
"Look at your body compared to this kid. I assure you they won't fit you are wasting our time here."
" Are we going to kill him or not?"
The thief standing behind asserted in a hushed tone.
"Don't you think we already did enough damage? He's just a kid who's going to believe him if he went to the police saying he was robbed."
"We can't afford to slip up anymore. We are already in deep shit with the cops. This kid would send them straight in our direction."