I take off my watch and pull out my wallet. 50 dollars cash and a 10 dollar watch. Not much.
Just enough to make a dent in my budget for the week. Trying to make ends meet isn't easy. One of the robbers grabs my pile, shoving it into a bag. Only then do I notice the knife strapped to his leg.
Add this to the semi-automatic he has across his back and there is no escape.
Once they sweep the room completely, the head, or I am assuming, speaks.
"Now everybody stand up line up against the desk."
We all follow the instructions, not wanting to get shot.
The pregnant woman from earlier struggles to get off the ground for a second but then she joins the line, standing right beside me.
"Everybody sit down. Make no sudden movements or you will get shot."
I bend my knees, getting ready to sit on the ground. Some foolish person darts out, not listening to the warning.
Bang!
He drops to the floor, blood oozing onto the floor.
Unfazed by their actions, the robbers dump the contents of the bags onto the table, counting and sorting.
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Taking Down The Mob
Aktuelle LiteraturEver try dismantling a country-wide mob? Kolli Matthews was born into the mob life. Then sold to a different mob at 15. Now, she is the girlfriend of the mob boss. After participating in a bank robbery that resulted in the death of a young woman...
