Still laughing as the door was kicked in, the guys looked around confused. Was this a joke? Were these some guys that they knew? The black masks made it hard to see their faces, but they realized that they had no idea who the men were. “Give us the money. We know that it’s here. We saw you bring it in in the trash bags a couple of weeks ago, and we want it.” The guys had no idea what these men were talking about. They all confirmed that there was no money in the bag and the only thing they had brought into the house in the past few weeks were old clothes that they were going to give away. They said they had no money in the house and really had nothing of value. The men didn’t believe them. “We know that you guys took the money. Our drop off was right around the corner. We want it back. You will all die if we don’t get it now.” With that, he put the gun up to the architect’s head. The man treatened one last time before he was going to take action. “We really don’t have the money.”
The man fired his gun.