<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Bikini Bandits</strong></span></span></div><br/>Even though the sun was peering ever so slightly through the curtains, it was still very early. 6.35 AM to be precise, which was the time that Raven read off her cell phone. She threw off the sheets on her side of the bed and swung her legs out, trying not to wake up the woman sleeping next to her. She briefly stared back at Amber, who was still dreaming peacefully. No one would have believed that she was the leader of the criminal outfit that had both the police and FBI so worried. Raven rose to her feet and tiptoed to the bathroom, after giving Amber one last glance. She turned on the water and had to wait several minutes for it to warm. Even then she was hardly ever spared from bursts of cold water.<br/><br/>The neighborhood the Bikini Bandits called their home was a working class little slice of suburbia. It was safe and out of the way, and likely one of the last places the authorities would look for them, which is why they had made it their home for the duration of their operation. It didn’t change the fact that Raven hated living in the two bedroom, two bathroom little home. She stepped into the shower and soaped her body in, washing the nightly sweat off her skin, then she proceeded to wash her hair. Then minutes later she descended the stairs in a simple white robe and started the coffee machine which she had prepared the night prior. She got the box of cereal and the carton of milk and prepared herself breakfast and then poured herself a large cup of coffee.<br/><br/>Almost out of habit, she switched on the TV as she sat down at the kitchen table to continue working on the tracker she had put to the side the night before. She was checking the wiring when her attention was drawn towards a news report.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/Bikini_bandits_copy.jpg)</div><em>“It’s been two weeks since the criminals known as the “Bikini Bandits” made their presence known to the world in a successful bank robbery of a Bank of America Affiliate in Miami Florida. Even though the gang successfully managed to steal close to six million dollars, the Miami PD and the FBI are no closer today to making a breakthrough as they were on the day of the robbery. We have an interview with Eoghan McGleeson later on in the program, the special agent leading the MPD-FBI task force responsible for bringing the criminals to justice.” </em><br/><br/>Raven briefly looked up from her tampering on the tracking device to take a glance at the huge TV screen.<strong>“Close to six million dollars? Try 5.865.137 $ exactly, lady.” </strong>A grin crept across her face and she happily returned to her work. Grainy  images of four women in bikinis holding up the bank now adorned the screen. It would have been hard to make out their faces even without the venetian style masks they all wore. The look of utter surprise on the security guards’ faces was worth the price of admission, but their confusion soon turned to panic when they realized they weren’t being pranked in some weird candid camera show.<br/><br/>She finished her work on the tracker and closed the device with her screwdriver, then drank what was left of her now only half-warm cup of coffee. The other three women were seemingly all still asleep. It wasn’t the first time she was up hours before anyone else, and she actually enjoyed the silence in the tiny little home. She flipped open her MacBook and started going over the blueprints of the next place they were going to hit. It was amazing how much information one could get out of public servants if you flashed them a smile and showed them a bit of cleavage. Sometimes it took a few Benjamins to sweeten the pot.<br/>