Robbery

The cashier was surprised that a young man like Peter would have such amount in his account. She starts to think that he must be a son of a politician, she later disposed the thought since most politicians won't have such let alone their son. To her dismay, Peter left for the manager's office without asking for her name or phone number. She had a puzzled look on her face because that was the first someone that didn't ask for her name ever since she started working there. What baffled her was that, it seemed her charm was nothing to him. It wasn't that Peter wasn't bewitched by her slickness, he didn't show interest in the lady because such ladies do have strong personalities and always play hard to get. Peter was moving up the stairs slowly while thinking, if he knew something would delayed him later, he would have done everything quickly. He was unaware of the amount in his account, because the account was created by his former boss, the man only gave him the account number and the name.

He already had the direction he was going, the cashier already told him the room number of the manager's office. In no time, he knocked on the door and was told to come in. Looking at the chubby man on the chair, it was obvious that he was the manager. All the workers he had seen since he got there have a normal stature, the manager was the first one he saw with a heavy body. 'soon he will change this chair of his because he won't be able to sit on this current one as time role by' he said to himself. "Afternoon, please have your seat." The manager greeted with a bright smile, it was as if he saw what he had been looking for, for a long time. Upon seeing the man's smile, Peter felt like he would soon become a prey. "You must be Mr John Peter?" The man asked for confirmation, Peter replied with a nod. With the confirmation he chose to put a call to one of the workers, telling the person to come with some cash with amount to what Peter wanted to withdraw and also a cup of coffee. "Sorry for the trouble, your account is an intercontinental account so you have to activate the use here before you can withdraw. Everything had been settled now, but I advised you collect a check book so you won't disturb yourself coming to withdraw, or better still, you can have my number, give me a call when you need to make a withdraw and the money will come right to you." The manager explained after he ended the call. Peter finds people like him disgusting, they would only show courtesy when there is benefits. The man address him with great respect despite the distance in age, he knew it was as a result of the huge amount in his account which he himself was unaware of. While the man was explaining the issue about his account, a man walked him with an envelope and a cup of coffee, he dropped everything on the table before taking his leave. Peter followed the man who brought the coffee with the envelope out of the office with his inner sense and ear. Although he was injured, only his heart and inner sight of his soul were injured. If he sent out his inner sense to a certain places, he could listen to what the people there were saying. He had his inner sense and inner ear sent out because he could feel the agitation in the man's breathing and walk. Out the office was an opened area where people who have issue with their account could settled their matter, a guy was bursting out with her while his friend beside him was trying to calm him down, although sincerity could be seen in their actions, Peter could tell that it was all for show, they surely have a purpose here. Thinking of how agitated the man who brought the coffee was, and what was happening out, trusting in his instinct, he concluded it wasn't a coincidence. There could only be a possibility, a robbery was about to take place. He decided to take his leave as soon as possible since he doesn't want to be hindered because of the occurrence that would soon take place. It was at this very moment that the manager stated his intention for his actions. "Sir, how about you patner with us? We have a lot of business we are planning, and we are short of sponsorship, you can just buy shares." The man said everything he knew to pique Peter interest. Peter gave in to the thought that the man being a manager was a total waste, it would have been much more better if he was in the marketing department or in charge of advertisement because the man had a sugar coated mouth. They were unaware of commotion going on outside office because there was sound proof. Peter had also retrieve his inner sense since he was about to take his leave. "Sir, my schedule is tight, how about we discuss this later?" Peter said to excuse himself. The manager could only hope that he would keep to his words.

When Peter stood up heading to the exit with the envelope under his armpit, the man also followed him to see him off. The moment he opened the door, everyone was lying down both the workers and the customers, the only man standing was a man wearing a mask on his face with a gun in his hand. When the door opened, the man saw two people coming out of the door, he pointed the gun to them, Peter and the manager immediately fell on the ground with their face facing the Mable floor. The mask man thought he would later go to the room to get those people inside withr someone else to help him watch over the lying ones. He never knew that they would bring themselves right to him saving him a great effort. While people were lying down, another people were coming up from the lower stairs with their hands at the back of their heads.