I sat down on a row of chairs. There were not many people in the bank on the Tuesday afternoon. So I figured that I would not have to wait long for my turn.
Suddenly I heard someone shout behind me. instinctively I looked around and was shocked to see two gunmen brandishing handguns and telling everyone in the bank to get down on the floor. I obeyed quickly. I was too stunned to feel any fear. I just lay down on the floor like the other customers.
I could not see anything except the floor tiles next to my face but I heard harsh voices shouting, the sound of someone being hit and some death threats being uttered. It sounded like the robbers would not hesitate to shoot anyone who did not comply.
From the corner of my eye I caught the sight of a pair of moving boots. For the first time I felt fear. The boots must be that of one of the robbers ! Anyhow the boots disappeared from view for a moment, reappeared and then disappeared again. I heard the trampling of feet and I knew that the robbers were making their escape. It did not take them long to do their dirty business.
I raised my head and had a momentary glimpse of two figures running out of the bank door. Another figure flashed past my view and I realized that it was a security guard. He was holding a pump gun in his hands ! I got up to have a better view.
The security guard ran out of the bank just as the robbers were making their getaway on a motorcycle. The motorcycle sped off just as the guard leveled his gun and fired at the fleeing duo.
Even in the bank, the sound of the shot was deafening. From my position I saw the shot hit the pillion rider smack on his back. There was a spray of blood and the body went limp. As the motorcycle accelerated, the pillion rider was flung backwards onto the road in a lifeless heap.
The guard fired another shot at the remaining motorcyclist. The shot missed the target but shattered the back screen of a car nearby.
By then I was out of the bank watching...
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