Alba watched the gunman from her window, and wondered if a boot gun could shoot through glass.  She watched the rest of the people in coats cover the other exits and pull their own boot guns.
“Listen up, this is a robbery!”  She almost laughed.  No one had ever pulled off an ARMED robbery in The City.  How could you?  The money wasn’t even real, just the a representation.  Couldn’t Midas just erase their whole take?  Or were they there for something else, and the robbery was just a cover?  She put up her hands and waited to find out.

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