by Domenic Luciani

Created on: August 14, 2009

I don't think you'll understand what I mean by I had no other motive for doing what I did, other than to prove it could be done. Nor will you believe that what I did; was rob a bank. If you havent followed me so far, then you will neverfind out how I stole one hundred thousand dollars in one day, without ever stepping foot into the building, or anyone ever knowing the money went missing.

My answer was simple. People.

From a very young age, I developed a strange ability over the minds of other people. Nothing science fiction, merely phsycology. I could talk people into doing what I wanted by revealing to them the exact reason they didn't want to, and the exact reason why they should follow my orders.

This ability served me well when, at the age of seventeen, I convinced a little boy, who's father worked as a security officer at a large financial bank in New York, to break into his fathers office, and steal the bank's security blueprints. I brought them home that night and studied them carefully. I had set my sights very high indeed, but I would not be denied.

After countless hours of staring and thinking and plotting, I came up empty. The bank was just to well armed, and to well managed. But I had not given up.

The answer came to me when I was watching an old black and white classic bank robbery on T.V. I got a few laughs and never thought anything of it. When suddenly, a question popped into my head. This question jogged every part of my brain into overdrive and kept me awake every night for a week.

Why is it that most bank robberies fail?

I pondered and pondered, and realized the answer was right in front of face; people. What if there were no tellers? No security guards? No survaillence cameras? No police? Or even better, what if they all worked for me?

I immediately got busy. this would take more genius than making someone steal a candy bar for you, we were talking about money, lots of it. This would take time and patience, and no possibility of failure. I found random people on the street, warped their minds into thinking that they could be rich beyond their wildest dreams. I created fake resumes and I.D.s for those under me. I sent them in to apply for jobs there. They went willingly. Why wouldn't they? what I offered was a steady, well paying job, that if everything went as planned, wouldn't even end after the heist.

It took me ten years of carefull contact with those who worked for me. My biggest

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