THE BANK HEIST

CHAPTER IV

The manager was a fat and wealthy looking bearded man in his fifties. He was reclining very comfortably in his chair. On his table was an identity tag with the name Mr. Jeffery Ighene. "I'm not sure we've met before. How may I help you?"

Brax brought out his revolver and said in a low but commanding voice, "you will shut your fucking mouth and show me the damned safe!"

Shock was writen all over the man's face. He was literally writhing in his chair. It was difficult getting his words out and when they came out, it was in spurts.

"What??!! You... No.. What do you- what do you think you're doing? It is e... You will never escape, you will never get away with this, you bloody scoundrel."
As he spoke, he reached for the emeegency switch underneath his table to send out an alarm. Brax saw his move and fired a silenced shot into the roof.

"You will be insane to dare me," cried Brax, "i will send your intestines and fat flowing out of your tummy if you attempt any silly tricks."

On the main banking floor, everybody was still in the dark about what was going on, except the three gangsters lurking at a dark corner. Through the electronic devices plugged in their ears, they could hear the voice of their leader. Now was the time.

There were two armed guards at the two entrances into the banking hall. They had to be taken out without violence, that was the plan. Tom and Stub selected small pistols and hid them in their belt. Tom walked towards the one on the right and at the same time Stub approached the other guard. They got to their men at the same time and said simultaneously, "hand over your gun."

Both guards could feel the barrel of the pistols poking at their tummies. Feeling quite helpless, they both dropped their guns.  The criminals picked them up.

They held out their guns and moved forward.

"Everbody on the floor!!" They screamed as they fired silenced shots into the air. There was panic and commotion in the banking hall and the frightened employees and customers all got down on the floor in a hurry.

It was then Bubble came out holding a rifle to announce, "it would do you all good if you play by our rules nicely. The rules are simple: no whining, no screaming, just lie quietly on the floor and in less than 30mins, you'd return to your families and this would all be like a bad dream."

He listened to make sure he had gotten their attention. It was positive. His voice always has the effect. He continued, "your bank manager is already in our hands and will do as we say. I know some of you might be tempted to play the hero but I promise you that it will go badly for all of us here if anyone tries anything funny and the cops arrive. I will not hesitate to pull the trigger if I see any movement or notice anything funny. I repeat, I will not hesitate to pull the trigger."

He passed two AK-47 rifles to his mates.

Everything was still. This was going nicely. No alarms yet, no siren. Outside, Sky was busy surveying the area with his sniper rifle. Everything seemed perfect.

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Will everything play out as planned or will shit hit the fan?
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