Chapter 4 The robbery

*** LORAINE ***

This morning I take a ride to the bank before going to the shop. I have to remove from money to make races and others. I never bring back too big to the house by care, especially with these shocks who are moving away from coming to cash the houses. I have a credit card on which I drop from money for needs and I take on me a little liquid for children and also to do not feel too empty. It's not getting worse without nothing in his pockets. I'm coming so and I'm sitting in the waiting room to wait for my turn. During this time I'm looking for a text with a sophie to know how it goes to the shop, then I answer calls for customers and partners to whom I have shoes. My turn arrives and I get up to go to the window. We finish the formalities and I recovers under my stuff in my bag. I'm learning about when shots sound in the bank. "Everyone on the ground, it's a steering. Cries are heard and blues are followed. These are three men arguing armed with cagoules. I lay on the ground by shaking my purse very hard. No but how can we be bruised in the day? Two of them oversee us to ensure that no one is gripping greenery and one goes towards the guichets. They have totally tied voices like robots.

One (to us): You have interest not to play the heroes otherwise you will regret it. They scroll between us with their weapons while the other empty the boxes. Suddenly a vigil that comes out of one knows where it is appeared and made a sudden gesture but before he can do anything that one of the bandits gives him a violent blow on his head with the back of his mitretality. The vigil falls to the overturned and loses knowledge on the blow. My blood makes a ride in my head and without thinking too much I open my mouth mouth.

Me: No, but you are sick. If you want to steal it do it but it does not give you the right to wear hand to the innocent people.

*** DUSKY ***

I impede one of the only one by hearing these words and others also. No, but it's that she is pretty brave to address shocks so that all men are lying down with shapes? I turn around and see a little end of woman sitting on his ground tight under his armpits. She sets us down with dedain. I see Hulk will violently get on her, I already know what he will do. I rushed to him and retains it and asks him to make sure that the casheres fill the bags well and I'm getting friends on the woman.

Me: You have a sacred courage to talk to us about it in knowing that you can kill you.

She: kill yourself if you want but before I'll tell you the background of my thought. I prefer to die by having said the truth that dying hypocritical or loose. Mtchrrr I look at him and he's fabrician but at the same time. This is my first time to see a south of woman with a big heave.

Jojo: Hé Dusky I think we should give a good correction to this woman.

Me (looking at him): No person does not touch it. We are here for a goal so do we do to do and go we. She looks at me with dedain but I do not feel offended, I even want to laugh at the head that she does. She is getting more than she is angry.

She: Stop how to look like me and go to your occupations. Hulk (coming): No, but this woman starts to type me on the system. I must put it in his place.

Me (catching it): No, I said we will do nothing. He mastered and we finish the job and then we go out as we returned. I go a last look at her. Our eyes are crossing and she shoots mouth. I smile and go out.

*** Olivier ***

I received a call for me a stranger in a bank but the worst is that loved was. My blood froze when I heard this information. I roll at all like a patient to go there. I hope she did not have anything, I hope she did not have anything, I stop us repeating it. Arrived on the scene I stationary anywhere and goes out to go through the bank. I find it sitting on a seat and she looks to go well. I feel relieved but I just precipitate to her. I must take it in my arms to be more reassured. As soon as she sees me she up and come to my meeting. She falls into my arms and I'm greening her to smother it.

Me (squeezed): Oh my God love you are fine. As I relieved. I detach it from seeing him to top up and down the tightener again against me. We sit after and then I'm going to ask him questions.

Me: they didn't do anything about you?

LORAINE: No, good there was one who wanted to hurt me because I told them the bottom of my thought but another probably the leader prevented him. A certain Dusku or Duskou.

Me: Dusky ... wait I heard I heard or you just said you told them the background of your thought?

LORAINE: That's what I said.

Me: No but you lost your head? You do not know that it's not everywhere we opened his mouth?

LORAINE: Yes but I could not retain when one bracked the vigil.

Me (shaking his head): You are really terrible you. Fortunately they did not do anything. Well go we, I will take the witness of the others later.

Loraine: Ok, I think I will go home, I have no longer the strength to go to work. She gets up then we go out of the bank. This girl will end up killing with her mouth. She is really the daughter of his mother.

** I come back to the bank after putting that Araina be returned. I decide to go to watch the camera cameras to see if I find something. I look and still see no detail that can put me on a track. His guys are really pros, they never leave a detail that could discredit PFF. I still do with me a copy of the video to better analyze it at home. But I know however, one thing, they will eventually be doing a mistake and that one I'm not going to miss it.

*** Two weeks later *** ***

LORAINE ***

I have given goodly of this steering that still kicks me a little traumatized. It was my first time to confront such a situation. The arms I used to work with the work that Olivier does but a steady no. When I got home at home and that I saw my children I tighten them very hard in my arms because I was two fingers to give up them if it was not that Dusky who protected me. Moreover, this type there is something intriguant at home. I maybe myself but there is a kind of innocence that emerges from him, his eyes. But no, no bandit is innocent What are you telling? Good brief, I received a call from a magazine that wants me to go back to next month. The managers have seen my brand and want to talk about it in their magazine and also know a little more about me. It is with a very good joy that I accepted. So I decided to put me to the sport to breurpose the calories that I took in recent years. But because of my time of time a little loaded lately I decided to use a personal coach and it must happen in I think no longer for a long time. I already warned the guardian to let him enter. I hear from switching to the front door and I will open already in sporting. I feel excited about the idea of finding a pretty sexy form as before my two maternity. I open and I see a man really, no but really costume of the godndum of Chez Costaud. He looks at me up to bottom relocting me in my outfit too sexy but his face remains very serious, no smile.

Me (the retailer): Whooh!

He: Yes I know.

Me (frowning): What do you know?

He: Why you said whih.

Me: And why I said whih? He rolls the eyes of annoying and I fixed it waiting for his answer.

Him: That's right here at Mrs. Loraine Tanoh?

Me: Yes and you are stacking at the time.

Him: Good You will decide to get me back or we will spend the day here?

Me: Hou sir is gruncheux. Good get back to mer.

He (returning): My name it is Carl.

Me: Ok but I prefer Must Costaud.

Him: It's like you want. I close the door and tells the garden where we will come. We go out the rear door and I remain behind him to make his buttocks. Fucking this guy is ... good best I was shot.