Inside Man

Sitting in a dark, cramp cell he waited. in that respect was a lot of difference between a prison and a tiny cell. As he waited, his hear drifted back to how he had come to be here . . . none champion and only(a) find the 4 painters as they slipped finished the huge, glass door of the bank. No unitary even gave them a second glance. So no one realised when they barred the doors of the bank. The security cameras had already been disabled and guns had now silently been slipped out(p) of the pockets into the hands of the painters. They signalled to to each one other. A shot was fired into the air. Everyone froze. then the screaming started.EVERYBODY GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR NOW YOU flummox FOUR SECONDS. IF YOURE STILL STANDING WE SHOOTWithin an hour the tribe in the bank- customers, employees, security guards now all hostages- had been gathered into several opposite rooms. The painters had changed into grey jumpsuits that covered every inch of their bodies. Their faces were c overed by latex masks, their eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. Identical clothes had been shoved into each hostages face. Take off your clothes and put these on. Put any keys, weapons, officious phones, any forms of communication into this bag NOW. Listen to us and no one gets hurt. ordered the leader of the bank robbers. His voice was calm unless laced with menace.Hands shaking, the hostages began to strip off their clothes. Only a few had refused to do what the robber had asked but then had obligingly- and wisely- followed instructions when one of them had been dragged through the door, rush and screaming and the others had hand guns pointed at their heads. None of the hostages knew what had happened to the slice that had been taken out. cardinal hours posterior, a phone had rung. The robber had picked it up. They had perceive a sickening gunshot. tranquillity filled the room. The gunshot echoed off the walls. They could guess.Outside, a cluster of people- police, fire men, paramedics, reporters, gathered approximately the building. All of them wringed their hands and wiped their brows in desperation. detective Frazier is there any more news? asked a young officer. He was inexperienced. It showed in the way he moved from one foot to the other, agitatedly and by the nervous expression he wore on his face. No. We only have the note the robbers have accustomed us. We have to be careful in a situation manage this. There are lives at stake. Detective Frazier replied evenly. He looked calm and he spoke calmly but inside he was in turmoil. If this cease in disaster he would get the blame. The young officer nodded and support away. As he turned, he glanced curiously behind his shoulder, at the detective. Detective Frazier was staring grimly at the bank. Worry tinged his grave features. Sighing, he took out his phone. He would have to cancel his throws. It was going to be a want night. . .The phone rang. The lead robber picked it up.Im surprised yo u didnt call sooner, he said.Weve been a little busy, Detective Frazier retorted on the other end of the line, How do you plan to pull this off? How are you gonna escape?Im going to walk true(a) out of this door. The robber replied coolly.Huh. Well see. So far youve let out four hostages but you havent shot anyone. One of our men tried to get in, you didnt garbage down him either. I dont think youre a killer. Frazier surmised.Only if provoked. Why dont you turn most? said the robber. Frazier did not like the sinister edge in his voice. He spun round. One of the disabled surveillance cameras was working again. The robber waved. In lie of him was seemingly a man, bound up, with a bag over his head. Fraziers colleges looked at him in panic.Now lets be rational about this. Frazier said into the phone. There was no one on the other end. The detectives heart raced and his stomach sank. No. It was too late. He closed his eyes as he heard the gunshot. He didnt want to look at all the bl ood and brains strewn crossways the floor, so he kept his eyes down, away from the screen. . .Detective Frazier sat, canvass he written note the robbers had given him. A tall man barged through the door.Thats it. Im going in. Im not gonna stand here and watch destitute people get killed. he roared.Case, dont. We dont know what were dealing with here. You can even publish the difference between the bank robbers and the hostages. Frazier warned him.I dont care. Im taking the team in. Were utilise rubber bullets and were knocking everyone out, bank robber or not. Case shouted hotly. He stormed out. Fraziers heart skipped a beat as he noticed the microscopic transmitter attached to the paper. They had heard everything.Russell, theyre getting an ESU team into action. Theyll be here in less then five minutes but were ready. a female bank robber said to their leader.Alright. Everybody assume positions. he ordered. He reached for the smoke bombs.The ESU unit rammed through the door. T hey tensely held their guns and their breath as they tried to squint through the veil of thick smoke. They heard a faint noise, it grew louder and louder. Five hundred hostages or robbers rushed through, straight at them, running frantically to the doors. They burst outside, screaming, tear-stricken.GET DOWN NOW men BEHIND YOUR HEADS ON THE FLOOR screamed a commander aiming his gun.Two weeks later the case was dropped. The bank robbers had swapped with the hostages at different intervals during the robbery so no one had been able to be identified. Nothing had been stolen.Russell glanced at his watch. It was time to escape. He slid the fake wall open and slipped through the crack. Russell walked down the passages and hallways of the bank. Then, with a abject sack off priceless diamonds in his pocket, he stepped straight through the front doors.