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They cased the old bank for a month. Gus a prison hardened career criminal with a nasty streak, and Billy his younger fresh faced accomplice embarking on his life of crime. Today was
the day as they donned their balaclavas and stormed the premises. Gus screamed for everyone to hit the floor, brandishing a gun. Billy ran behind the counter with a sports bag scooping in wads of notes. Rather than running back out the door the plan involved going up the stairs onto a landing, where they would jump a short distance to an adjoining building, down the fire escape to a lane way that lead to the getaway car.
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A problem occurred however, the old wooden door at the top of the stairs was locked, Billy gave it an all mighty kick but it didn’t budge. Gus grabbed a fire extinguisher from the wall and hurled
it fucker efully at the door handle, a direct hit saw the door fly open, with the extinguisher spewing its load. Billy darted out and made the jump easily, Gus however wasn’t so lucky, he’d stepped in the chemicals from the extinguisher making the soles of his shoes slippery. Instead of leaping he slid, let go a blond curdling curse and smacked face first into the building opposite. Gus then fell thirty meters to the ground, where he drew his terminal breath
Billy didn’t hang around,
Keri Windsor and Envi(full version) he could hear police sirens wailing in the distance. He cursed as he remembered Gus had the car keys in his pocket. Billy weaved his way through back alleys and lane ways, before long he was in the CBD. He clustered himself in the middle of a group Uni students on a protest march for a while, then he then drifted off to a bench where he sat to regain some composure. He unzipped the bag and had a good look inside, must be thirty grand he thought and it’s all mine.
Billy’s peaceful moment was quickly disturbed however. A well dressed office worker was running to catch a bus, problem was he was running toward Billy who thought he was a cop. He jumped up, and took off like a startled rabbit, as he did a wad of money bounced out of the unzipped bag and hit the ground braking the elastic band. Money swirled like Autumn leaves in the strong wind, people converged on the money like seagulls around a sick sick prawn, Billy cursed and kept running. Eventually, physically drained and mentally paranoid he found himself on a bus not knowing or caring where it was heading. He got off at the last stop where a fancy sign captured his eye.