From the book
I didn’t know why I decided to be the robber now, instead of the robbed. But I knew I needed money, soon, and I didn’t want to let these guys go without a sort of punishment. I focused on the eyes of the alpha male, whose eyes were following the droplets of blood that slowly fell to the floor. I felt the adrenaline in my body, a warm feeling of power em-bracing me on the cold and windy street.
I grew restless, like a little boy waiting on his Christmas present, eagerly awaiting what Santa had brought him. I was hoping for a bottle of scotch, but money to buy scotch with was just as welcome. The only thing I didn’t want to do was to create an opportunity for them to repeat what I just did. To show my impatience I raised the gun higher while taking a step back. They must’ve been looking straight down the barrel of the gun they knew was loaded.
“Wallets on the floor, if you please.”
I repeated myself, as they seconds crawled by, seemingly lasting for an eternity as adrenaline slowly ebbed away. Leaving me to feel the chill of the wind again and losing faith in this situation. It seemed like a good idea, mere minutes ago.
The element of surprise was mine when I took the gun, but they out-numbered me. I could fire a shot before they got to me, maybe two. But this was their turf, their home. Maybe they had friends. But I knew this area, I heard the stories. If there were friends of theirs around, they would have joined in already.