《Phantom Year one》The Hold-Up pt3
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“So, what have you discovered?” Hank who was back home in his secret bunker spoke to Ferdinand over the phone. “Well for one thing, whoever it is your up against, their definitely no small fry. They’ve completely disappeared apart from a few names who are either dead or missing its like they were never there”
Hank pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration as he heard the news, “thanks anyway” Hank spoke as he fell into his seat. “you’re welcome if you ever need me, just call” Ferdinand responded before ending the call, leaving Hank seated with his hand over his head trying to calm the ache that was beginning to form in his head.
Looking back to his computer screen he looked to the files displayed on his PC screen trying to figure out why Jessica was here and what it is she could be up to. Looking through what he had Hank fell back into a memory.
Hank was knocked onto his back causing him to let go of his weapon, after groaning in pain he looked above to see a hand reaching out to help him up. Hank gained a smile on his face before taking the hand, “It seems I win again, what is it now? ... forty-five to twenty-two” Jessica looked him in the eye with a wide grin etched unto her face.
“That was luck” Hank retorted, “sure it was Jay, as were the other twenty-three times I beat your ass.” Jessica let out a gasp soon after though as Hank pulled her close with his arms around her waist, “You’re hot when you act cocky” Hank whispered into her ear, “I’m not cocky, I’m confident also don’t forget the instructors are keeping a close eye on us”
“They stopped paying attention as soon as the spar was over” with those words Hank leaned in to kiss her.
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With that Hank was back in the present looking to his screen that brought him no closer to any information.
In a GCB Bank branch, people were lined up for Banking service when a man alongside two women walked in. The mannerisms of the two drew the attention of the security officer who walked towards them, the security officer was soon before the man “sir would you and the two ladies behind you mind taking of your cap, it’s not allowed in here” “sure” the man responded with a smile but as he reached for his cap the younger lady by his side was fast enough to hit the officers head knocking him out directly. The commotion had drawn the attention of all present.
The three pulled out their weapons pointing it at the customers and tellers, “everyone down! Now!” The man shouted out his order which caused the customers to kneel wherever they stood, “hands where I can see them!” The man gave another order which caused them all to rase their hands.
“Hey you! Do you think you are exempt?” the older woman spoke to the bankers who were still behind their counter, “move out here now!” with a few more minutes all personnel in the bank were brought to the front guarded by the younger lady who had her gun aimed at the people in case they dared to move.
The older two on the other hand made their way to the safe, “okay Kwesi we are before the safe” The older man spoke into the comms he had in his ear. “done” was the response that came over the coms as the door before them opened up. Looking at the money packed neatly before them the man spoke up, “alright I’ll take left you take right” with that they brought out bags and began to fill them up with the money.
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After a few more minutes the man spoke up, “Jackson get the car upfront now we’re done in here” “just in time too” Kwesi spoke up at this moment, “someone outside noticed something suspicious, the police will be there in a few minutes.”
“You heard the boy, lets move” The man zipped up the bags before him as he left with the woman in tow, “we’re leaving” he spoke up once again as they passed the younger woman who nodded before flashing a grin to the hostages as she left following behind the two as a Van pulled up for them to enter.
The van had just turned the street when the police cars swarmed the streets with Naa in the lead they rushed into the Bank only to discover they were too late. A bit farther away Ferdinand looked to the police cars with a determined look on his face he turned away, walking away from the scene.
Naa after checking on the hostages an making sure every one was alright decided to interview some witnesses but she failed to get useful information except for the genders of the robbers. "how are we on the security cameras?" Naa went up to their tech guy, "all cameras went down during the robbery, there is a code running through the Bank system"
"can you crack it, or at least find out who is responsible for it" Naa asked the important question but the answer from the tech guy was a shake from his head which caused Naa to walk away disappointed.
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