<strong>Sally</strong>was busy on a particularly tricky level of Angry Birds when she heard the front door opening.<em>As always, they come at the worst moment, </em>she thought, not even bothering to lift her eyes from her phone. But then, she heard the newcomer speaking about Peru and deposits. It took a few seconds to her busy mind to realise a customer had entered. Would she have to reactivate all the systems and redo all her counts just because of this guy?<br/><br/>At last, she put down her phone and lifted her eyes to see what was really happening, a commercial smile automatically springing on her pretty face. However, her boss was already there, asking the guy to leave. Ah! No more work for today at least, she inwardly sighed.<br/><br/>She was about to get back to her game when she noticed something was wrong. She knew this man, she had seen him a couple of times and he was not behaving as usual. He seemed nervous, or tense...<em>Was this deposit really that important to him?</em><br/><br/>And then the fund-transfer guards entered the bank too, carrying their bags. Curiously, the bags did not seem empty as usual, but rather heavy. They were not acting as naturally as usual either. Another red light blinked in Sally's head. Gone was the boredom, replaced by a disagreeable knot in her stomach. Something was happening. The guards quickly went across the room and suddenly the two women were surrounded by three men.<br/><br/>Sally had been waiting a confirmation of her fears before alerting the police. Each false alarm was costing a lot of money and she preferred to be sure. Having all three men around them was definitely wrong. She did not recognise the guards either. When the first man shouted "NOW", she knew it was an attack. Her hand dropped her phone and reached for the alarm button hidden under her desk.<br/><br/>She had almost reached it when her arm was brutally yanked backward. She yelped from the pain and from the fear. Something cold dug into her right wrist and she was thrown on her knees by her desk and chained to its leg with the handcuff. A quick glance told her that her boss too had been overpowered, handcuffed and even blindfolded.<br/><br/>Sally way sitting on the floor, her legs folded to one side, supporting herself on her right arm, which was cuffed to the bottom of the desk. She was wearing a cream-coloured, knee-long skirt and felt strangely concerned that it might get stained against the floor. Above it was an assorted blouse with frou-frou around the necks and cuffs. Her feet were strapped into stilettos of the same colour, which felt awkward in her current position.<br/><br/>The red alarm button was beaconing at her, a mere three feet away from her. All she had to do was reach it with her free left hand, but she could feel the eyes of one of the "guards"poised on her. Her heart was pounding fast but she tried calm down and think properly. Glancing at the gangsters, she waited for the moment they would all look away to press the button. She did not want to risk her life for money that was not hers, after all.