The Banker

They pretended to be customers. How do I know this? I have been in the banking business long enough to know who is going to rob me. Candidate number one, the most ovious one is the man in the corner in an over coat. Hair messy and unkept, shows the signs of bad hygiene and possible poverty. Hands in pockets the entire time he has entered the bank and just by looking at him I know he is afraid of letting go of the gun in his pocket.

Candidate number two, a women with an enormous purse not letting it hang on her shoulder but carrying it by its handle. Not a woman from a rough part of town but rather from the upper-middle class region of the city. I think she is here more for revenge than to making off with the money from the safes. Especially, when she was already mad at the world when she entered.

Now here is something you don't see everyday, a full blow criminal. I didn't recognize who he was at first but I know who he is. Rocky Malone is the man's name, it's hard not remember him; he shot me in the leg my first day on the job. There is no doubt about it, there on his face is the scar I left him; my car keys cut him from his left eyebrow down to his chin. The police arrived right when I left him his parting gift and they drug him out of the bank.

Knowing the damage that man could do, I pressed the silent alarm button to notify the police. Then I left my booth and I approached the man in the corner. As I approached the man in the corner he tried to escaped but I threw my old, wrinkled hand to the wall blocking him. I asked him if he needed any help. The man quickly turned my assistance down. I told him to sit down. He reluctantly obeyed and sat at one of the benches

The man tried to get back up and I told him I wasn't going to notify the police. The man quietly sat back down. I asked him why was he planning to rob this bank. He told me he was doing it for his daughter who was in dire need of a kidney operation and said that this was the only way. I asked him how much and he responded with a hundred thousand dollars and he had thirty thousand already. I pulled a check book out of my pocket and asked for his name and wrote a check for a hundred thousand dollars. Then the man vigorously shook my hand and thanked me for my generosity. However before i handed him the check told him not to ever to attempt a robbery again and I told him of the consequences it would have on his family. He promised and he also said he would use the extra money for her college fund and left the bank.

I was old, I didn't care how much money I spent. My children are already working adults and it was just paper to me. Now I walked over to the woman and gave her a proper greeting. The woman just turned me down and was staring intensely at one of my male bank attendants. I ask her if she knew anyone working here. She quickly snapped at me to go away and leave her allow. Then I attempted to guess what she was about to do. As always I hit it right on the mark and she begins to freak out and I told her not to worry and I wasn't going to say anything. She stopped but was still high strung. I asked what he did to her and she told me that he was cheating on her for a younger woman. I respectfully told her that I was firing him anyways because I had seen him pocket money from the registers. The woman becomes excited and begins to jump up and down and she gives me a suffocating hug and thanks me for inflicting revenge on him for her. I told her to leave him if he isn't going to keep his promise to her when they were married. She nodded her head and left.

I walked over to cheating husband and I told him that he was being fired for stealing from the bank. He tries to argue that he didn't do it. I told him that if he didn't leave right now I would get the courts involved and I told him that what he was doing was a federal crime and could go to person for life. The man threw his name tag into his booth and he stormed off. He runs into Rocky and begins to get into a verbal fight. I knew this wasn't going to be good. So I pushed myself in between the man and Rocky.

Rocky quickly figured out it was me and he pulls his gun out just has the police were sneaking up from behind him. The man ran off in a sprint through the lobby and out the doors. Just when got a hold of him, he shot a round from the gun. Everyone in the store cringes at the gunshot. Rocky is pinned down and handcuffed and drug off.. Then all of a sudden my vision begins to blur and I collapse to the ground. I hear people run all around me yelling that I have been shot. They try to stop the bleeding but it was already to late. I had already passed from this life with grin on my face because I knew that now that no one else got hurt so I died with no regrets to follow me to the grave.