Fate doesn't own me - neither do you

Chapter 1

Many things made this Tuesday a normal day like the tea I drank for breakfast or the sun that kissed my skin on the way to the bank.
And this day would have continued normal when only the bank employ would have had the chance to tell me that everything was ready for my new bank account. But instead gunshots could be heard. And the bank employee stood with his mouth agape and stared at the entrance.
"Oh man you have to be kidding me I only have 15 Minutes to get to my dental appointment and now some idiots have to rob the bank", I said rolling my eyes in annoyance. The customer in front of the next counter gave me a look that said 'Your are crazy if you worry about something like that at the moment'.

I just shrugged in response and turned around to face the entrance. Five masked man stood there side by side and held rifles and pistols in their hands. "Get all on the ground with your stomach facing down! We will go around and collect your phones", said the man in the middle with deep threatening voice. All obeyed his command without hesitation even the employees. 

The man moved around and collected the cellphones of the people till he stood with his polished black shoes right in front of me.  I rose my head slightly to look at him. For a bank robber he wore very fine clothes. A black shirt covered the bulging muscles of his arms and and black gloves his hands. In addition he wore perfectly tailored suit trousers. Unfortunately nothing of his face was visible because his mask covered his entire head and neck.

I had hoped that I could memorize some visual details so it would be easier for the police to find the robbers later on. But scanning his attire I realized there was nothing helpful besides his hight that I estimated as 6.07 ft.

"Give me your phone", he demanded in calm manner. I reached for the smartphone in my jeans pocket and stretched my hand out towards him. As he tried to take it out of my hand I pretended to hesitate to give it to him by tugging back my hand a little. He seemed to have noticed my gesture because he quickly snatched the phone out of my hand and said "If you behave I might give it to you back after we finished our business here". I could hear his amused undertone and huffed at him with annoyance.

As he went back to the other man I smiled to myself because thanks to my little act he didn't noticed the small bulge in my jacket which laid right beside me. In this jacket I had an old phone for emergencies because you can't rely completely on the smartphones nowadays.  Especially during cold temperatures outside the battery of my smartphone dies quickly.

I looked up and saw that nobody was looking at me directly. So I slowly moved my right hand towards my jacket and slowly slipped it into the pocket. I laid slightly oblique toward the position of the bank robbers therefore my head covered the sight of my hand from their point of view. I pulled the phone carefully out of pocket of my jacket so that I didn't make any noise in the process. I took one last glance at the robbers before quickly turning my head into the direction of my phone.

I made sure that the volume of the speaker was turned off before I dialed 911 so that they could only hear what is said in the bank but weren't heard when they spoke. As I saw that the call came through I covered the cellphone with my hand.

"Ok guys we want to make it easy for you. We only want the money and valuables and the employees will help us with this. If all of you follow our instructions nobody gets hurt and we will be on our way back soon. J and D you are gonna escort the bank employees to the bank vault and you two will stay here to watch the other people."

I slowly rose my head to see that the boss lead one of the bank employees through the door at the back of the room while he held her at gunpoint. Two of his accomplices followed right behind him ‚probably J and D and each of them held two employees at the same time at gunpoint.

As they vanished through the door I slightly tilted me right hand to the side so I could se the  display of the phone. The call was still ongoing therefore I concluded that they heard the announcement of the bank robber. I hoped that they were already trying to backtrack the call. After I lowered my hand on the phone again I cautiously slid the phone back in the pocket of my jacket and let out a light sigh of relief as I finished and moved my hand back beside my head. After 5 minutes the robbers already returned from the back without the employees but instead held 6 crammed sports bags in their hands.

The boss told the others „We are done but we need to hurry because the cops are already on their way here!". The two guys which had watched us the whole time began to bind the hands of the people on the ground together with cable straps. I saw that the boss shifted the sports bag from his right hand to the left so that he held to sports bags in one hand. With the right hand he grabbed the woman next to him by the her collar and lifted her off the ground so that she stood on her feet next to him.

The poor woman shook like a leaf under his touch. He said to her „You will come with us as a precaution". I took in the appearance of the woman she had brown hair, a lean figure and seemed to be in her early thirties. I noticed that  she held her hands protective over her flat belly  while she stared at the man with wide tear filled eyes.

Before I could reconsider my next move I jumped up from the ground (which was easy considering the fact that my hands weren't bind yet) and screamed „Are you mentally impaired?? You can't do that!!". As I jumped up all guns at hand were instantly pointed in my direction.

I raised my hands to show them that I haven't got anything in my hands and mean no harm.
The boss turned his attention to me as well and asked with an amused tone „And why would that be considering the fact that I'm the person with guns?"
I furrowed my eyebrows at him and tried to mimic him „You might be the person with guns but obliviously you're the person without brains considering the fact that you fail to notice that the woman is pregnant.", while I pointed at the hands which protected the woman's tummy.
The man lowered his glance to spot where I pointed my finger at and hummed in realization.

Before he could get mad that I had insulted him I continued „If you need a precaution it wouldn't be wise to choose the pregnant woman. She could easily  get sick or pass out because of the exhaustion through the combination of the pregnancy and the extreme  stress you would expose her to. And as if this wouldn't be inconvenient enough the target on your back would only get bigger. When police finds out your hostage is pregnant they probably wouldn't try to bargain with you but rather shoot you directly in your heads".

The urgency in my voice was completely audible. The woman gave me a thankful nod for pointing out the arguments. I gave her I short reassuring smile in return.

„Even though I know that you aren't interested in our well-being I see the point you're making. That is why I give your the opportunity to take her place...", he said with a bit mischief in his voice.

Without considering my answer twice I said "Deal!". I got on one knee and reached for my jacket, when I saw that he immediately let go of the woman. While the woman laid back down without any protest, the man took predatory steps toward me. When he stood right in front of me he lot go of the sports bags and pulled me up "Darling you won't need that jacket of yours. Turn around and put arms behind your back.".

I put me hands in my hips and argued "It would be more efficient if you refrain from binding my hands because then I'm ..". He didn't even let me finish my argument and turned me around in a swift movement and fastened my hands behind my back with a cable strap within one second. When he turned me around again. I became angry because he had surprised me and therefore I couldn't resist. I tried to repay him by shoving my knee between his legs but he instantly noticed what I was up to and blocked my knee with his arm. And put his right arm at the back of my thighs and threw over his shoulder without any effort while saying "Yeah your way is especially more efficient for running away" 

I felt so embarrassed and yelled "Put me down you moron I can walk by myself !!!"

He slapped the back of me right thigh and demanded „Shut up! Silence her we don't need unnecessary attention when we go outside".  I turned beet red because of the embarrassment but before I could protest again another man put a piece of cloth in my mouth so that I was unable to speak.

"Trust me darling my way is the most efficient one", told me the boss, the satisfaction in his voice was more than noticeable. He bent slightly down, grabbed the two sports bags with his left hand and made his way to the back  of the room. I raised my head shortly to see that all people laid with tied hands on the ground and that his acquaintances followed us.

‚What have I done....'