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“Everyone on your knees”, The remaining three sales girls in the Crescent Microfinance bank were put on hold. They watched the gentle beard man as he accelerated inside the bank. One of the girls was very close to her phone and wanted to pick up her phone to call 911.
“If you dare try it, you are gone” , he raised his worn out pistol towards the girl. She bent her head down as she was shaking in fear.
The other two bent their heads as they observed what the gentle man would do next.
“I'm the only child of my parents, please, please, don't hurt us”, another one raised at voice silently.
"How did you managed to come inside without the security alerting us?"
The beard man faced the third girl and asked her to cover the blind so no one could see from outside. She did as she was instructed. As she was coming back to her position, she sighted the way the man was behaving. Her look does not seem to hurt anyone, but then she was still afraid of the pistol.
“Sir, we have no money with us”, with a shaky voice, and it was just as if she should disappear from the scene.
“Will you keep quiet over there? I did not see any security man while entering” He shouted, but not to the extent of someone hearing his voice from outside.
“Who told you are here to steal your money?” His words gave the girls assurance of survival.
“If you don't need money, then why are you keeping us hostage?” Her voice was cracking as she was speaking out. She raised her head and saw tears rolling from his face.
“Sir, is there anything we can help you with?” She asked, turning her face towards him, but was still afraid of the pistol he was holding.
“I did not do it”, He said silently, but one of the girls close to him heard his statement.
“What happened Sir?” She also raised her head up but kept her hands above her head.
“Can you all keep quiet and put your head down?” He was not himself. It was just as if someone were chasing him, but used the bank to hide his head.
Immediately, the sound of the siren was humming, approaching the bank. “It's the vigilante guys. They are coming for me for what I did not do. They will kill me unjustly. They will kill me unjustly”, he said repeatedly as the siren approaches. The girls stood up as they looked at each other. No one had the mind or even drawing closer to him as he was still holding the pistol.
“Sir, just tell us if we can be of help to you”, he was not ready to trust those girls as he kept quiet.
“Say something Sir. Just something that we can use to help you from this mess”, one of the girls said. He had no choice other than to tell out his mind.
“I was just passing by and saw these guy who ran past me. The vigilante guys were chasing him, but then they mistakenly took me for him. I narrowly escaped them. They had to chase me with their vehicle”, The young man explained.
“But what are you doing with a gun in your hands?” One of them raised.
“"It's a registered gun. I'm not a criminal but just an ordinary saint like you", His heart was pounding.
The girls began to think of a way out. The vigilante surrounded the bank as it was the last place they had to search.
“What about if I inform the police about this?” One of the girls suggested.
“Thank you for bringing this idea”, he said.
One of them called the 911 and explained everything that the man heard said and how the bank has been surrounded by the vigilante.
“If you did not come on time, the vigilante might break the boor and kill the innocent man”, she concluded.
Within a few minutes, the Police siren began to raise as they approached. They were in a base not too far from the bank.
The vigilante guys were still intact without leaving.
“Please, go with my pistol first, just remove fear from the policemen's face”, the man said.
One of the girls took the pistol. She came out of the bank as the guy followed. The girls watched the police as they took the guy away from the scene, but then saw a smile on his face which brought relief to the faces of the girls.
