The escape

i look from the window from my car, staring at he bank ready to pounce. i got my 2 humble and loyal friends in the back ready to storm in like a wrecking ball. We our jobs and loosing our family and everything of what we own. Cant get a job. We got nothing to lose. Its our only option.

“Jack, Mark, are you ready?” i ask nervously.                                                                                                                                 “Hell yeah!” they reply in sync.                                                                                                                                                        We are dressed in all black with a black beanie. Black paint under our eyes. Anything to stay hidden. We dont exactly have a game plan or any experience. We are just going to run in and wing it. The bank is not big, just the local bank. Not a whole lot of people are in. Approximately 12. We have an assault rifle each and equipment to open the vault.

“Lets do it!” i instruct.                                                                                                                                                                       “Go hard or go home!”.                                                                                                                                                                   We smash the doors open and there are a million thoughts and questions running through my mind. How do we secure the perimeter? How do we hold everyone hostage? We are going in blind. Running up the stairs to the bank, it feels like everything is in slow motion.

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