Chapter one- a bag on the head and a fist to the gut

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Cockroaches are some of the most resilient little fuckers in the world. They say that the things can survive and atomic bomb, and can live with out a head for a week. So if cockroaches are so damned strong why was this one on his knees with a bag over his head and the barrel of a MP5K to his temple, mute thought to himself

————————Earlier that day————————
"I WANT ALL OF YOU FUCKS  ON THE FLOOR"  Emma felt like she was dropped straight into a heist movie. Two men where in the bank wielding guns and masks demanding money one was dressed in a black trench coat and ski-mask the other was clad in a thick dark green uniform with a piece of cloth covering his mouth and nose and wielding googles over his eyes. The one with the ski mask spoke again "Now I know that none of you want to leave here with a hole where your head used to be so listen up" he paused and looked to his partner "I think it's pretty obvious what we want so put the money in the fucking bags or things will get messy". Think Emma, the teller ordered herself. yes! The silent alarms! She, still being behind the counter reached under and pushed the button in. At that very moment the one with wielding googles turned his head toward her. Googles walked toward Emma, slowly and menacingly. He got all but 2 inchs away from her face before shoving the barrel of his skropion machine pistol to her head "I'm gonna ask you this once sweetheart" he spoke in a dry tone through his shrouded mouth "what were you reaching for under the desk?" "Um sir I-" Emma was cut off "it's roach" roach  said. "Um ok I don't know what your talking about" she said very unconvincingly Roach ran his hand under the desk feeling for a weapon or phone, instead he brushed  his fingers across the silent alarm switch."he knows" was the last thought that crossed Emma's  mind before having a 7.65mm bullet driven through her head. Roach yelled to ski mask "SILENT ALARAM WE GOTTA GO"  "I AINT LEAVIN HERE WITHOUT A SCORE" ski mask screamed as he shoveled money frantically into a sack. Roach wasn't gonna wait for his dumbass, if he wanted to get caught he could get caught ,He ran like the wind jumped into the dusty getaway car outside the bank and sped off, he had no idea where his was going but it was anywhere here. After about 20 minutes of driving  Roach decided to get out, the car would probably have been tracked, he wandered down an ally looking over his shoulder every minute, he felt like something was following him, not unusual he was still a rookie in the whole bank robbing business and anxiety came with the job, he disregarded and just focused on getting to the safe house, before he knew it though there was a bag over his head and a fist in his gut

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