2 days had pasted since I had last turned the radio on, I decided tonight was the night I would go introduce myself to the man next door. As I stood in front of this colossal door that lead into the house I knocked on the door, the door soon opened, revealing a man looking about in his early 20's with a black suit on with his arms around his back.
"Can I help you sir?" The man said calmly.
"Hello, I'm your new neighbor, I thought I would just introduce myself" I said calmly.
"How nice of you, won't you come in and join me for some wine?" He suggested.
I forgot what happened for a few hours, but then he brought up a subject that changed everything.
"Now listen, I have a little side business, it's quite dangerous but you will make a ton of money" he said with the excitement overthrowing his voice
"What do you say?"
"What's this business?" I asked
"I rob banks all across this land and as you can see I'm doing quite well for myself" he said
"I'll ask you one more time... do you want to rob banks with me?".
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The Mysterious Man
Historical FictionIn The summer of the Jazz Era (1920's) a man moves next door to a deserted house, or at least that's what he thinks
