Dylan's P.O.V
"C'mon." I whispered to the younger crowd of people following me. I stopped about a mile away and everyone gathered in a circle.
Lincoln Bank. It sat all pretty in the sunlight, glimmering with its white marble and dark wood. the biggest bank in the city and I was going to rob it.
"Walk in calmly. me and Jay will walk in first. Troy, you and Marcus are going to take the back and try to take out security and cameras. give me a call when everything is in order. Marc, you and Joseph are in charge of making sure the windows are closed and nobody suspects a thing. everyone know what they are suppose to do?"
"Yeah." came a response in unison.
I patted Jay on the back and we walked calmly into the bank. We pretended to be talking about something and stood in a line. I patted my hands on my legs anxiously. this bank had never been robed before. a blessing and a curse.
No robberies, might mean their security is low or not as tight. it also means that everyone who wanted to rob this bank was to scared. I realized that wants I was in this there was no way out.
My phone vibrated and I answered.
"Yeah?"
"The guard is taken out, and all security alarms disabled."
"You got the cameras?"
"Yep. you're cleared to go boss."
I hung up the phone and realizes there was no way I could take away everyone's cell phone to prevent them from calling the police.
I walked over to a clerk.
"Excuse me ma'am, but I was wondering if I could get a loan."
"In the back to your left sir."
"Thank you."
I instructed Jay to stay put and went to the back. a messy room was where she had instructed me to go. I fiddled with the handle of my gun, until I saw the beauty sitting behind the desk.
She had it going on. big lips, and a suit oh-so-tight. I licked my lips. man, what I wouldn't do to have my arm around that.
"Hello, I'm Megan Greene. are you here to talk about a loan?"
"Not really?"
"Is there something I can assist you with?"
"Yeah." I pulled out the gun and held if inches from her face.
Her brows narrowed and that pretty face was now wrinkled with worry.
"I'll do anything, just don't shoot."
"I'm not going to shoot you. I need your phone."
She threw me the phone that had been charging on her desk.
I moved closer towards the speaker and was about to ask for everyone's phone when I heard.
"He's got a gun!" someone shrieked.
Man, Jay was messing up.
"Get under the desk." I commanded her.
She climbed under the desk and sat there. I creeped back into the front lobby and hid behind a wall. it was Jay surrounded by over twelve officers with a gun at his neck.
No, no, no. this wasn't suppose to happen like this. I looked back over and the gun fired.
"Jay!" I yelled, unable to keep in my sadness. He was a good friend, but he was also my brother. my younger brother.
