<div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Nathaniel Buck April:<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://s6.postimg.org/avpq0apgh/Nathaniel_Buck_April.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Clyde's M1921:<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://s6.postimg.org/gl5yklvmp/Clyde_s_M1921.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Buck's Colt 1903:<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://s6.postimg.org/60w120r4x/Buck_s_Colt_1903.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/><br/>Clyde and Buck pulled into the near empty bank parking lot. Clyde's car, but different plates. Both men looked at each other, took a deep breath, then exited the vehicle. As soon as they walked in the bank entrance everything happened in the blink of an eye.<br/><br/>Two men entered the bank. Clyde fired a M1921 into the ceiling.<span style="color: #B7410E">"Everybody get down now!"</span><br/><br/>Before the security guard had time to react he took the butt of a Colt 1903 to the back of the head, dropping him. The man who hit him, a man of 6'9" - taller than Clyde by half a foot - grabbed the security guard's weapon. It was Buck. Both men had sacks with them.<br/><br/>Clyde jumped the counter, his gun aimed at the cowering bank teller on the ground.<span style="color: #B7410E">"Get up, get a bag, &amp; put the money in it."</span>The teller looked up, frightened. He shot the ground just few feet from the frightened man.<span style="color: #B7410E">"Now!"</span><br/><br/>Buck called out.<span style="color: #8C92AC">"Anyone who tries to run, call for help, or trip the silent alarm will be shot! If I see one cell phone you will die!"</span>He stood in the middle of the lobby and watched the people cowering on the ground, making sure everyone cooperated.<br/><br/>The bank teller did as instructed. He got a bag & filled it with cash. But when he tried to hand it over to Clyde, the man had other ideas.<span style="color: #B7410E">"Take it outside." </span>The man started to protest.<span style="color: #B7410E">"I said do it!"</span>He came from behind the counter and walked across the lobby past the other man with the gun. Buck gave Clyde a 'what the fuck are you doing' look. Clyde smiled.<br/><br/>Sure enough as soon as the teller exited the bank a dye packet went off in the sack. The man didn't care. He dropped the bag and took off running.<br/><br/>Clyde got another teller. He wasn't aware yet that it was the same woman Bonnie had just went to see for a loan.<span style="color: #B7410E">"You!"</span>He jerked the woman off the ground onto her feet, shoving the sack into her hand.<span style="color: #B7410E">"Now fill it without the dye packet! If we go out of here &amp; one of those damn things explodes we're turning right back around and shooting the place up!"</span>He motioned to Buck & the man tossed him the other sack.<br/><br/>Once the lady was done filling one he shoved her the other sack.<span style="color: #B7410E">"Now open the vault!"</span><br/><br/>As Buck crossed the room to retrieve the sack full of money the click of a cell phone camera was heard. Without hesitation Clyde turned toward the noise and fired. The bullets blasted the bodies of both the woman with the phone and her friend next to her. Two women were dead in an instant. The place filled with screams & frightened cries. That told everybody they meant business.<br/><br/>But as he turned back to face the vault he noticed something. There was the girl from Clarence's house. His eyes locked on her for a moment. Damn. Why did she have to be here now?<br/><br/>The woman came back with the money from the vault and handed it over. As Clyde walked past, sack in one hand & gun in the other, he made sure to 'accidently' drop a stack of money beside the girl. If she was smart she'd pick it up. Maybe that will help her with her dilemma without her pride getting in the way. It was the least he could do after putting her through this ordeal.<br/><br/>Just as both men almost reached the door, the woman tripped the alarm.<span style="color: #8C92AC">"Dammit!"</span>Buck turned to shoot but his gun was lowered by Clyde's gun. No time for revenge. Just to get out of here before the cops came.<br/><br/>They raced across the parking lot & into the car with Buck taking the driver's seat. He started it & gunned it out of the lot as a brave man got to the door to snap a picture of their license plate. it didn't matter. A soon as they were far enough away they would change it again anyway.