Thread:TEOR-MMMM/@comment-35691777-20190405061109/@comment-26173711-20190408012444

The trio masked up, and Dallas aimed his revolver at the manager.

"Don't yell, don't flinch. We're here to tell you that in exactly one week, you cannot open the bank for that day. There will be an attack, not carried out by us. If you spill the beans and reveal we came here, we will kill you. Got it?"

"W-what? W-what are you..." The manager stuttered, he was frightened.

"Will you do it? Answer me!" Dallas yelled.

"Yes! Yes! Just please don't shoot!" The manager cried out. "B-but why?"

"We don't know. We're expecting someone. But heed my words, you cannot let anyone enter this building in a week. If you do, people will die. Got it?"

The manager quickly nodded.

"Good. Remember, none of us were did this. This was a simple discussion on taxes. Okay?"

The manager calmed down, and D+J+B unmasked, and the trio began walking out of the bank.