Charlotte’s hand flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with shock. "It was Capital Bank! I can’t believe this!" she gasped, leaning forward as if to get a better look at the news ticker running across the screen. She gripped her coffee mug tightly, her finger tips turning white.Russell let out a heavy sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, we saw the smoke on our way here," he said, his voice laced with disbelief. "Crazy." His eyebrows wrinkled as he glanced at Sylvania, who was absently stirring her coffee, lost in thought."They say the robbers wore ski masks," Sylvania murmured, her fingers tightening around the spoon. She exhaled slowly, trying to shake off the unease creeping up her spine. "How terrifying." Her eyes turned toward the screen again, as if hoping to see something that would make sense of it all.Charlotte shook her head, pushing her half-eaten pancake aside. "If people are brave enough to rob a bank, it feels like anything could happen." Her voice was softer now, an
Sylvania woke up with a smile, feeling relaxed and happy knowing Russell was peacefully sleeping beside her. It felt special to have him there. Carefully, she lifted the covers, not wanting to wake him. He looked so comfortable, and she wanted him to rest a little longer.She quietly got out of bed, put on a soft pink sweater and faded jeans, then tiptoed to the bathroom. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she felt refreshed and ready to start the day. She headed to the kitchen, deciding to make breakfast for both of them.New Haven was starting to wake up. The streets were getting busier, and businesses were opening, including Capital Bank, where Lucas, a trusted employee, was about to betray it. Today was the day the Mafia would strike, and Lucas was their inside man.At exactly half past eight, the bank opened its doors. Lucas greeted customers with his usual friendly smile, helping a young woman open a savings account. No one at the bank knew that Lucas had been secret
He walked towards the garage, his footsteps soft in the evening air. The garage door was already open, and the guard, noticing his boss, hurried over to open the gate. He quickly unlatched it, pulling the heavy metal door wide.Russell slid into the driver’s seat, turning the key in the ignition. The engine purred as he smoothly reversed out of the garage. When he reached the gate, he nodded at the guard in thanks, who stood aside respectfully.He drove onto the street, the cool breeze filtering through the window. Russell was heading to Style Studios, a well-known spot in town. He didn’t even need to ask Sylvania for directions; everyone knew where it was.As he drove, the city lights began to flicker on. People walked along the sidewalks, some hailing taxis, while a few vendors still sold snacks.As he drove on, Russell's thoughts drifted to his family. His brother, Marco, had crossed his mind earlier. It had been a while since they last spoke. Though Russell wasn’t the type to dwel
Tears welled up in Amanda’s eyes, and her voice cracked as she spoke. She wiped her eyes quickly with the back of her hand, trying to hold herself together. “I didn’t know what they were going to do. They just took the keys and handed them to one of the others, who went straight to the safes while the rest of them kept pointing their guns at us. I couldn’t even breathe... I thought they were going to kill us all.”Anita’s eyes were wet with unshed tears, her heart breaking for her sister. She reached out and placed her hand gently on Amanda’s, squeezing it softly for comfort. “Amanda, I’m so sorry you had to go through that,” Anita whispered, and her voice was filled with worry.Tony’s face twisted in outrage. “Those cowards. How did they know about the keys?”Amanda shook her head. “I don’t know. It’s like they had inside information.”Anita’s eyes widened. “Did they…harm anyone?”Amanda faced down, like she was looking for something she couldn’t found and her voice was barely audib
Sylvania couldn’t stop smiling at how open Russell was, her heart was beating faster. Before she could respond, he stepped closer with his hands in his pockets. "Can I drop you home tonight?" he asked, sounding relaxed."I have a friend waiting outside," she said, trying to hide her excitement.Russell smiled. "I see. Would you like to meet again sometime?"Sylvania’s heart raced as she looked into his eyes. "I’d love to," she said softly."Great. Let’s exchange numbers," he said, handing her his phone.Sylvania took out her phone, and they quickly swapped numbers. The excitement of the evening was all around them as Sylvania looked toward the exit. She saw her friend, Vivian, waving at her from across the garden."I should go. My friend’s leaving," Sylvania said softly."Okay," Russell nodded, smiling. "I’ll call you tonight."Sylvania smiled. "I’ll be waiting." She gave him one last look before heading toward Vivian, who stood near her car.As she walked through the crowd, a few peo
There was still so much work to do. But at least, for now, one thing was right.She gripped a pencil and scribbled last-minute ideas in her notebook. She could hear faint noises as people were coming up and down the stairs, and everyone seemed busy preparing for the upcoming fashion show. After a while she sighed, rubbing her temples."Tomorrow is the big day."Her eyes turned to the mannequin beside her, dressed in one of her finest creations. A stunning white gown with beautiful decorations shined under the soft glow of the light. She stood, walking around the dress like a predator analyzing its prey."Is it perfect? Will they see the beauty I see?"Her stomach twisted. She ran a hand through her hair, staring at the dress like it held all the answers."What if they don’t like it? What if they say I’m not good enough?"Her heart pounded, and she shook her head, pushing those thoughts away."I have worked too hard for doubt now. I have to believe in myself."She straightened her post
Sylvania watched him for a second, and then she switched on the TV. The news came on right away."Breaking news: A large fire has broken out at Abibba’s commercial house in downtown New Haven. Firefighters are on the scene."Her eyes widened. Abibba House? She had no time to think about it. With a little look at the clock, she knew she was running late.“Damn!” Sylvania muttered, rushing to the bathroom for a quick shower.After getting dressed in a white, fitting dress and heels, she checked herself in the mirror. With a swipe of red lipstick and she was ready to go. She grabbed her bag and patted Coco one last time before heading out. Climbing into her beautiful black Benz, she drove off to Style Studios, and she was willing to be there on time.In another part of the city, Zagaff Manscent, also known as “The Don,” sat in his office, sipping wine and thinking about how to expand his power in New Haven. The police were a big problem, but he knew he had to find a way to show them he w
Amanda Burnet stepped out of the taxi; the evening air was thick with the scent of car exhaust and fried street food. She adjusted her bag over her shoulder, and looked up at the towering Abibba Building, its glass windows shining under the city lights.“Another long night,” she muttered to herself, sighing.Abibba wasn’t just any building; it was the financial hub of New Haven. Banks, insurance companies, and high-end businesses filled its floors. Security was tight, and as one of the key keepers, Amanda’s job was important.She walked through the entrance, nodding at the security guard stationed by the metal detectors. “Evening, Joseph.”Joseph gave her a tired smile. “Evening, Amanda. Ready for another shift?”She chuckled. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”She passed through the checkpoint and made her way to the security office. The hallway was busy, as workers were leaving, others settling in for the night shifts. Phones rang, printers hummed, and a little noise of people discussing d