The Bank
I kept hearing about this job. There were no security cameras nor a security guard. Just three men sitting at desks in front of a large closet. The town was small. It wasn’t like I was being asked to rob The New York Mint.
Of course, nothing is ever that easy.
I put on the ski mask as I got out of my car. As I walked up to the front of the building, I heard a voice:
“You don’t want to do this.”
I swung around but there was no one there.
I entered the building and fired a s... [Read more]
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