The Heist

Theodore Gray lives as good a life as any. A wife. Couple of kids, Nice job, late twenties. Life is good. Until he turns the news on. And he sees what could make his life hell. His psychopathic thirteen year old brother.... Robbing a bank..... Then comes the phone call.


4. Wakey wakey

Theodore woke up to a slap in the face. One of the tall men in clown masks had gotten tired of waiting for him to wake. "Evening brother" The smaller one of the group removed his mask. Theodore and his wife gasped. It was Damien. The blonde kid's grey eyes examined Theo with no expression or emotion. "What the hell are you doing Damien ?" The teenager hefted a rather large Desert Eagle handgun in his right hand. "Securing a decoy for our next heist" Theodore's blood ran cold. "W- what do you mean ?" He stuttered. Damien frowned. " I'm going to use you as a decoy to distract everybody in the bank until we're ready to blow the joint". He said it slowly like he was explaining it to a toddler. Theodore laughed. "You think I'm gonna do anything you tell me to ?" Damien smirked at that. He raised his hand and clicked his fingers, three seconds later one of the larger blokes dragged Emily into the room. Damien placed his handgun against her temple. "NO !" roared Theodore. His wife started to cry. Her sobbing the only noise in the room. Damien stared at Theodore. The meaning of his look clear enough he needn't use words. "Okay ! Okay ! I'll do it"

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