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"The imposing weight of justice triumphs once more"
He tought had gotten away, perfect plan, late at night, cut the power lines to disable the cameras, open the locks in less than ten seconds, go for the cash and get lost in the hallways, noboddy would see it and noboddy would come.
What he dont expect was a wall of blubber blocking his only scape route, and on top of that, between the mountanius shape, was the smug face of a heroe, no place to run.