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It was going
to go wrong. I knew it would go wrong. It was obvious everything would go
wrong. Why didn’t I say no? Why did I accept the job? Why didn’t I know it was
a set up? Why? Why? Why?
It was a cold
Friday evening. Nobody would be around for miles except for a couple of guards,
who were not well-armed. All we had to do was go in, get the cargo, and then
get out. Simple and straight to the point. I was supposed to bypass the
electrical alarm because of my knowledge of wiring cars. That is all I had to
do. What happened next caught me completely unaware. We entered, tied up the
guards who were too willing, as if they had been informed of our coming; I
played with the wires and just like that four men were in the vault of the
bank. I stood outside with the bags.
As we were
loading the bags of cash we heard a commotion outside. There was shouting, then
shots were fired.
“Come out
with your hands up. This is the police. We have you surrounded.”
I panicked
and I started sweating profusely. I felt like I was choking. There was no
guarantee we would get out alive. We looked at each other through the eye holes
in our masks and we knew we were set up. There was something bigger that was
happening, and we were the bait. The only option we had was to fight. Running
was already ruled out. Of course the police were well-armed. The fight would
last until our last cartridge was spent.
One of our
men broke down and began to cry.
“Not me. No,
not me. Not tonight. Please God I want to live. I WANT TO LIVE!!!!”
He received a
slap to bring him back to reality, but he was out of it. He removed his mask
and ran towards the door, raising his hands up. All we heard was rapid gunfire,
after which there was silence. We bowed our heads down as a moment of silence
for him and for us. That confirmed our suspicion. Tomorrow morning a senior
official or police officer will receive a medal for thwarting a robbery.
We decided it
was time to reveal ourselves. We were going to die anyway. We were six in
total, minus our gate away driver, who might have run away, plus the recently
lost soul. The first 2 revealed themselves. I didn’t know any of them, so I
felt no remorse. It was until the third guy removed his mask that I froze. A drop of sweat ran down my back and I shivered. I removed my mask to puke. This was a
lost cause. Our mother was going to die soon. Her 2 sons were in that bank,
going to die.
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