| Author: | Bo Widerberg | ISBN: | 9781370030095 |
| Publisher: | Bo Widerberg | Publication: | November 28, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Bo Widerberg |
| ISBN: | 9781370030095 |
| Publisher: | Bo Widerberg |
| Publication: | November 28, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Alex Jones was checking his debit, and credit accounts on his computer, when he noticed that on last Tuesday, two hundred dollars had been removed. The following Thursday three hundred dollars had been put into his account. As he knew he hadn't done it, Alex decided to drive down to the bank. Down at the bank, he saw a young man, a Mr. Lind. As Alex showed Lind what had happened, Lind with a smile said, "Well Mr. Jones you came out with a profit." "That's not the point, who have used my account," said Alex and demanded to see the manager. This manager looked at the account, and Mr. Lind. He was gone. He had left in his red VW, and as the manager contacted his head office, and the police, Alex Jones went home. Driving in to his parking space, he saw Lind, and a blond tall woman in an old pickup truck. She shot Lind, and quickly drove away. Calling 9-1-1, and waiting for the police and the ambulance, Alex was asked to follow the police to the bank. Coming there, he saw the old pickup truck, and told the police that this is the car from where Lind was shot. Calling out the bank manager, inside the old truck they found a blond wig, and a hand gun. The teller, Elizabeth Grant that owned the car was with the bank manager asked to come out. She was taken to the police station, where detective Ralph Laurence questioned her. Why did they ask you to take money out of customers account? I don't know why, but if I didn't put five thousand dollars in an envelope each fifteens, they would kill my parents, and my son. It took some time, but with some shooting, and tear gas grenades the entire business was closed.
Alex Jones was checking his debit, and credit accounts on his computer, when he noticed that on last Tuesday, two hundred dollars had been removed. The following Thursday three hundred dollars had been put into his account. As he knew he hadn't done it, Alex decided to drive down to the bank. Down at the bank, he saw a young man, a Mr. Lind. As Alex showed Lind what had happened, Lind with a smile said, "Well Mr. Jones you came out with a profit." "That's not the point, who have used my account," said Alex and demanded to see the manager. This manager looked at the account, and Mr. Lind. He was gone. He had left in his red VW, and as the manager contacted his head office, and the police, Alex Jones went home. Driving in to his parking space, he saw Lind, and a blond tall woman in an old pickup truck. She shot Lind, and quickly drove away. Calling 9-1-1, and waiting for the police and the ambulance, Alex was asked to follow the police to the bank. Coming there, he saw the old pickup truck, and told the police that this is the car from where Lind was shot. Calling out the bank manager, inside the old truck they found a blond wig, and a hand gun. The teller, Elizabeth Grant that owned the car was with the bank manager asked to come out. She was taken to the police station, where detective Ralph Laurence questioned her. Why did they ask you to take money out of customers account? I don't know why, but if I didn't put five thousand dollars in an envelope each fifteens, they would kill my parents, and my son. It took some time, but with some shooting, and tear gas grenades the entire business was closed.
