Listen to the bank robber’s conversation

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“Report, I got four” The black girl said in true military fashion.

“Five.”

“Three”

“One”

“Five, including that guy who called me a South African.”

“Emm… two from the grenade I think.”

They are counting their body count you realize and feel the terror inside intensify.

The black girl took the work again. “Alright you all know what to do. I and Hilda will take care of the inner vaults. And you Klara don’t fuck up this time!” The black girl directed the last strict order to the mulatto girl who looks down on the floor in shame like a scolded child. The two leather clad women sprinted into the back of the bank towards the inner vaults. There were sounds of gunfire from both their colt commandos and other firearms. But you doubt any remaining security guard would be able to stop them. The ruggedly handsome black man walked over to the counter were your mother worked, what was more alarming was that the East African man was heading your way. He stopped by every man and woman on the way, pointed his gun at them, and asked them a question. You couldn’t hear what he asked them but it seemed to confuse a lot of the hostages. Yet it appeared that their answers satisfied him so he continued walking towards you. “Oh no he’s heading this way!” You found that there were a woman not three steps away from you hiding under the nearest desk. She was of Arabic origin and wore a veil that covered her hair. “What’s he saying?”

“I can’t hear.” You respond and the next thing you know he’s standing right in front of you with his gun pointing at your skull.

“Religion?” He asks.