The Inside Job_Be Cautious_The Harvest_Cut the chord that binds you
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The Inside Job
It has been months in the planning. We are finally standing in front of the bank and it is 1 AM. It took lot of convincing to be here tonight to attempt such an act…I was in New York but now I am living in New Mexico. In Albuquerque to be precise. It has been only a few months in this state. I rarely stay longer than a year in any given city. I don’t have a permanent address, no family, and no close friends. I spent quite some time in the penitentiary for theft, loot, robbery and illegal activities. I met Jimmy at the Bank of Albuquerque. He was working there as a main head support for the ban...
Be Cautious
'Don't go near the window.' ordered Mark, a Marshal, whose job was to relocate the witness. 6、3 ft tall with a well-toned body, Mark was the best man for this job with more than 120 relocated witnesses. This relocation was his last task as he was on the verge of retirement. The physique of Mark easily deceived many about his age. Mark swiftly closed the curtains. He dragged Ron away from the window and pushed him on the bed. Ron was nervous about this Witness Protection Program. He was acting weird, and why won't he? Ron single-handedly brought down the entire cocaine racket that was swiftly o...
The Harvest
Irene yawned and stretched in her chair. Crunching numbers and balancing the books was mentally exhausting. Her fingers were sore from typing.“Ugh, my back is stiff.” Snap. Crack. Pop. The tension in her shoulders gave her a headache, so she decided to walk outside.Irene loved her house in the country. Isolated and living alone, she tended to the farm and livestock. Bright sun filtered through colored leaves. The chill in the air caused her to tighter her sweater around herself.“I need to go into town tomorrow Gizmo.” The Labrador plodded behind her. Gray flecks showing in the blac...
Cut the chord that binds you
Mangala wrung the ball of wheat dough until the twisted knot felt close to the knots in her stomach. It was happening today. Sweat dotted her forehead, and on the bridge of her nose. At nineteen, she was considered an adult and a senior in their family business now.“You’ve been pampered enough. It’s time for you to grow up and make some money now, Mangala. I can’t keep working for all of us forever.”, auntie Pramila chided her www.onedoor.ccone day. “You won’t get younger, so stop wasting your time studying and with these silly evening classes. All the numbers and english that you need to know for business...