"the break of Dawn" a short story

Strike of Dawn Click! I strapped on my harness vest and disappeared into the spooky elevator shaft. I slowly repelled further and further down into the darkness and away from the faint glow of the yellow moon above. The squeaky sounds of the elevator operating made me frantic. Scrambling around in the pitch-black shaft, I finally found an opening. As I unfastened my crowbar from the snug place in my shirt pocket, I realized not …

…off. Nothing was said for about fifteen minutes. I was the first to break the silence. "Ya know, even dough we have a million dolla diamond, I am happier I hove you!" "You dinkin what I'm dinkin, Rocky?" "I dink so Damian, but you do the honors." I took the diamond out of my shitrt pocket and handed it to him. With a quick wink at each other, he threw the diamond out the window!