“I want to rob the bank” insisted my pompous chubby boss, Isaac.
“We can’t” I roared back. “We will get caught. “
I didn’t want to go but I had to. At last we got there. Isaac slurped the last of his Slushy. Cautiously we tiptoed over to where all the cash was. Suddenly we spotted a bright light flickering in the distance. Isaac broke all the cameras and boasted “I’m the best.”
“Yes I know” I sighed.
When we got the money we tiptoed back. Soon we saw a guard. We were moving very fast when the guard was chasing us. We stopped at a dead end.
What would we do now?