Stop, Thief!

A Drabble (exactly 100 words) about a robbery.

They say money talks. And my mine must have yelled, "Here I am. Steal me."

I'd just slipped my paycheck into the ATM, and decided to take sixty dollars out. So far, so good. But when I turned to leave, the woman behind me stuck a gun in my face, and left the kiosk richer than when she'd entered.

I'm sure the security camera got a good look at her face. And sixty dollars isn't going to buy her very good plastic surgery, so I'd say her fate is sealed.

But whatever becomes of her, I'm still out sixty dollars.