As Karla strolled out of the bank, the afternoon sun blinded her, but when her sight finally adjusted, she noticed a brown sack of cash lying on the ground next to a blue bench. Memories of an armored car passing the bank flew back to her, and she realized where the money had most likely come from. Although the money was not marked with anything that would prove it was from the armored car, she knew the money could only be from it. After asking the bank manager about it, he explained that it was heading down towards 181st street, only a few blocks away. Sprinting through the crowded streets, she finally reached the car. The drivers were shuffling out of the car, and Karla ran up to one, shouting, “Hey! I think you dropped this, sir!” Handing
