I wait. Rushing around me I see dozens of posible targets but none are exactly right. I must be patient. Failure is not an option.
The guard is watching me. I’ve been here too long, not doing anything. Except wait. I open my phone as if i’ve recieved a call. He looks away. I assume he is still suspicious. I need to act fast.
As I hold my phone, a man bumps into me. My pistol falls out of the holster. The man looks down. Fear shoots across his face. Reacting quickly, I flip open my wallet, revealing an FBI badge I won at a carnival. It’s completely fake, saying I’m a Female Body Inspector, but I flip it open quickly and he doesn’t see. I tell him to leave quickly.
A fat man is walking towards me. He is taller than I am. He is perfect.
I grab him, and shoot the gun once at the ceiling, and then point it at his head. The room drops to the floor. The police officer, gun in hand, quakes. I yell for him to lower his weopon. He does. The heist moves quickly. My escape is ready.