No Way Out

3 Oct

Dwight opened his eyes as he lay on the cold marble floor. He was pleasantly surprised at the fact that he felt no pain from his fifteen foot fall through the skylight in the rear room of the First Mutual Bank.

“I guess this was easier than Plan A,” he said to the empty room, letting out a groan while pushing himself up onto his knees. He looked above him at the iron-framed glass skylight door, creaking as it continued to swing. After dusting off his shirt, he saw his prize less than fifty feet in front of him: the wall of safety deposit boxes.

Dwight ran out of money weeks ago and had pawned and hitchhiked his way to where he was now: the crème de la crème of banks, rumored to be the secret spot that some of the United States’ most rich and famous hide away their jewels domestically. And he was here, all alone, and with no one with which to split the rewards.

He knew the drill: while in the shadows, put on the mask. Spray the cameras with spray paint and use the high-powered magnet to temporarily turn off the motion sensors along the wall of deposit boxes. Using his decades of lock-picking experience to bust into each drawer, then with a gloved hand, take all of it. Every last bit.

He stood up and grinned a grin of pride, happiness, and relief. He reached down next to his feet for his duffel bag so he could get to work… and felt nothing. Dwight looked at where he had fallen and his bag – mask, spray-paint, gloves and all – was nowhere to be seen. Unable to move from the corner of the room without the cameras recording his unmasked face, he pushed himself against the wall as his eyes frantically darted around the room.

Dwight slowly looked up, knowing what he would see: the duffel bag, hanging over the opening of the skylight, 15 feet over his head.

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3 Responses to “No Way Out”

  1. jeanosullivan October 4, 2012 at 8:31 pm #

    Talk about a cliff-hanger! Wonderful!

  2. jeanosullivan October 7, 2012 at 9:56 pm #

    Jecka, this scene keeps playing in my head. I love the comic pacing and the perfect reveal.

    • jeanosullivan October 7, 2012 at 9:56 pm #

      I meant dramatic pacing and perfect comic reveal.

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