My name is Oliver Brownd I was born in San Francisco my mother died when I was 8 years old, my father is a drunkard he abandoned me. Now my only family are my street mates. Until I was 18, I spent all my nights in a storage room. The only thing I knew how to do was steer.
From the beginning I had a friend Gilles who over time became my brother, my only refuge. It is him who brought to frequent offenders, during our childhood we must do dirty work for big offenders of the district either for under or not to be beaten.Like the most dangerous dealer in the area. We had been instructed to give a large amount of money to the dealer: During our weekly appointment with our supplier, they sent us this tour with three times more than before, and he promised us that once this mission accomplished our reward will allow us to leave the Bronx our dream forever. And to move to another less dangerous city.
The mission had started rather than usual, he handed us a bag full of money. Arrived a few meters from the meeting point with the dealer we were attacked, beaten and stung our money. I only woke up in the hospital the first person I did was our supplier by the window I could not quite understand his build but after a few seconds he turned and gave me a glare that plunged me into a huge panic. As soon as he entered my room he gave us maximum 2 weeks to give him his money. I rushed straight into Gilles' room to announce the vendor's decision.
After a week, we still had nothing to find work to be able to return the money from the supplier. Gilles suggested that we go and propose our problem to one of those big people in the area. He suggested we participate in a big shot planned in one week. But he tells us that to attend this coup we would have to pass eligibility tests. For our test, he sent us to steal $ 150 from the local supermarket.
So we went on missions without any worries. 5 days before the robbery of the museum he had to leave to inspect the premises, I was responsible for taking the security plan of the museum. For that I had to pretend to be an employee, during my mission I had to be courteous to the receptionist, a very humble and kind woman, she was named Illana. These four days together made me doubt to participate in stroke.But after being convinced by Gilles, he reminded me of our dream and how it could come true. Then I regained myself, the day before the robbery, I had learned that Illana took these holidays today. Happy, I returned with a cold head, ready for tomorrow. The big day finally arrived, I returned as planned to the refuge. We got ready and we went there. After Gilles has his talent to hack he deactivated the security codes and cameras. Then he cut off the light, the shot started, everyone put on his head, and went into action which started with a gunshot and the hijacking of the employees so I was in charge. And then at the end of the shot we saw Illana hiding in a closet. And she had already seen our faces and I was charged with killing her, especially since Gilles had made the crew aware of my feelings for the receptionist. And meanwhile the police were on their way. On their arrival I took Illana and I escaped with it.
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Moula Gang
RandomOliver is a young black man without family since the age of 8 years he grows up with his band of friends in the streets of San Francisco