Shade

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Down the street from the old caffe was the bank, which was the easiest place to rob in the state. If Dallas didn't think of a plan for the heist then he would have to live in the slums for another year. This was the one time that the bank would be wide open, it was moving day. The bank owners had sold the property and were moving to a new location. As Dallas was standing across the street from the bank Craig tapped his shoulder " Shade you come up with a plan yet?" He asked. Shade was my dads nickname for me, he was the leader of our gang of misfits. I paid no attention to Craig and continued to scope out the place. After a half hour I went back to base only to find the warehouse burning. Firefighters were already there and trying to put out the flame but it was no use, they told me to leave but I couldn't just leave. I rushed inside straight for my fathers office. As I arrived the door was wide open but my father was still inside blood falling like a water fall from the bullet wound in his forehead.

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