“You’re my most trusted man, Carl. I need you to go in and get the money as quickly as possible.” Howard said coldly while pouring himself another drink before grabbing his walking stick and making his way back to his seat.
“Thanks boss, but it’s not some easy house robbery. It’s more intense. I think we need more of a plan.” Carl said rather annoyed as he walked around his boss Howard’s sophisticated living room, it was a house Carl dreamed to have. A mansion in the countryside filled with high-tech computers, fifty inch flat screen TV’s, countless amounts of rooms, kitchens big enough to store a whole supermarket and baths as big as pools. Not only all of that but he has a beautiful daughter who is popular and intelligent. He is …show more content…
Get them then come back to me. ASAP.”
Howard chucked his keys to Carl who caught them confidently. Carl walked out the room, down the spiralled staircase and out of the front double doors which look like they belonged on the front of a castle. Carl got in his slightly broken up car and drove off.
Around an hour later Carl pulled up in front of a big thirty story glass building. He quickly went inside and took the lift up to the top floor where Howard Taylor’s office was located. As he walked in he spotted Howard’s daughter, Katherine, working as a receptionist as she so often does. She always greets everyone with a friendly smile; she is very contrasting with her father who is a cold and rather unkind man.
“Hello! How can I help Carl?” Katherine asks very happily with her familiar smile.
“Hey Katherine, I just need to collect some blueprints for your …show more content…
He pulled out the keys his boss had given him and opened the drawer as instructed, he picked up the top envelope and opened it assuming it was the correct blueprints but as Carl looked at what he opened he knew it wasn’t for his eyes. This didn’t stop him though, as he continued to unfold and read the letter. At the top the letter reads “My Will”, Carl hesitates but proceeds to reads, curious as to what will be his reward will be for staying so loyal and working so hard for all these years. He reads “My estates land and money should all be passed onto my daughter, Katherine.” Suddenly Carl felt himself build up with rage, all the work he had done for Howard Taylor and no money would be left for him, not a penny. He continued to read in hope of finding his name. “My worker, Carl O’Shea, should be left one of my cars, the red mini cooper.” Carl’s anger intensified, after everything all he would be left was a mini cooper. That’s when Carl realised all these years he’d been robbing banks and fancy mansions just for all the money to be left to Katherine. Carl always thought there would come a day where he would get his fair share but clearly he was wrong, so he thought of a new way to make