Black Hat Bank Heist
The proxies were live and the musket was loaded
Micah slouched for the cameras as they stood inside the bank atrium. “C’mon gimmie my money,” they said, playing impatient for the security mics embedded in the walls at the ATM kiosk.
Samson had been the one to clue them to the mics. Samson, and his inside man, telling Micah to mumble, fidget, be uncool. Samson knew the…
