the robery

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The robbery

The ancient bricks stacked in a pile on the side of the dark, damp and lonely pavement, which no one ever set their eyes on. It was an enormous house, made of large white bricks. The pile of white bricks must have been placed there neatly, as though someone was to observe them in detail. In the state of Texas, there sat three men, in a black Mercedes, as they have been doing every dark night. They observe something rather huge, surrounded with a gold fencing approximately ten feet high, with over ten surveillance cameras watching who goes in and who comes out of the mansion. This was their daily routine; something that they must do in order to fulfill was what they needed to do. There was silence on Dursley road; a terrorizing sound was coming form a distance in the mansion. An immense bloodcurdling dog stood with sharp teeth, sharp claws, wide eyes, it looked as if it hadn't eaten in ages. The dog was with a tall man, he was wearing a long black blazer; they looked as if they were exiting the mansion. The strange looking man had his head down, with a walking stick, which hardly touched the floor and a shining bracelet hanging down from his palm of his hand, reaching for his fingers. There was a sound of an owl, screeching from the perch of a tree. The tree was all flaky as if it has been there for centuries, whilst gazing into the tree, there were two initials W and M, something that a blink of an eye could not miss. There was something flickering, on and off. It was a light coming from the mansion, someone was home. There stood a tall man with something in his hand, though he covered it with his scarf hanging down his elbow and down to his fingertips. The three men could not see properly for the reason that the fog was covering their eyes. Suddenly the lights switched off, and after five minutes there was the sound of a door handle shaking.

A vivacious, middle aged man named William appeared, wearing a black tuxedo, with shiny black shoes and wearing a black leather coat with ancient patterns on both sides of the sleeves. William Smith owned 'Casino 999'. Shortly after the man walked out, a woman in her early thirties followed, she had rosy red cheeks and she wore a long sleek red dress. She seemed over thirty years of age, due to her appearance, she was wearing bright clothes and ever so much make - up to cover scars on her face. Maria works as a business executive for world best fashion designer Camellia Kortinski. William and Maria were leaving to go out for their royal wedding anniversary dinner just after they visited the world's largest theatre. They left promptly at five thirty, so they could return as soon as possible. They were not any ordinary couple that sat together in the car, especially on there wedding day, but they sat in different cars. Curious knowing that on a special occasion, a mature wedded couple consider going out in separate cars, whereas they would be next to each other. Their drivers dropped them to the same destination. They had two maids who looked after the house, however they were both ill. Was that a coincidence? The couple lived together for over eight years, and they gave money every month to poor children all around the world. In fact they went to visit the poor children in Africa and they helped them out, they helped build up some houses. They seemed like an extremely helpful couple, which were fond of knowing more about the life's of others, rather then dealing with their problems or issues within their relationship.
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Dan began to walk out of the car. He took a couple of steps towards the mansion, when he realized that someone was following him. He seemed curious and eager to discover who it could be. Dan turned around and noticed no one was there, however in he saw Jasper running up to him. Jasper was scared of the tiniest of creatures in the world, that's why Jasper enjoyed Dan company. Jasper started looking around the street, to see if anyone was coming, he was squinting his eyes because the fog was covering everything. Dan put his hand ...

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