The mob and dirty deeds...
As he walked in the home, Aarron followed him in. He loved his daddy very much and wanted to be just like him when he grows up. Melvin comes in and sits down on the sofa. He will try hard to keep his composure. It was important not to scare Aarron. His young son was jumping up and down like a rabbit. He was telling the story of the bunny that was in the garden early today. He went on and on about his cousin Rebbecca. Melvin squirmed in his seat as he listened. How could she do this to him he wondered. After some time, he heard a noise and stood up and turned around. His wife of 30 years stood in front of him. She was heavy with his sixth child. He knew she was sad he had drove their daughter out of the house.
'Helen, how could you do this do me? She stood and just looked at him. She would not start a conversation with him while their young son was in the room. 'Aarron, do daddy a favor and go upstairs and paint me a picture.' His little boy ran upstairs, happy to do that for his dad. 'Now he's gone. I cannot even imagine what you were thinking.' He ranted and raved at her, while she stood and watched. She has known him since she was thirteen years old. She was carrying his fifth son. She was sure he would not hit her, but he did think he could intimadate her. He was mistaken. She could stand her ground. She knew he was full of hot air and would blow out eventually. She made a pot of coffee and washed up the dishes. He followed her around the room trying to get her to understand how much he depended on her to not cloud the issues.
Helen finally turned around and leaned against the counter. She looked her husband straight in the eyes. 'Melvin, you are not going to make me feel badly that I want to see our daughter Patty. She is happily married to Steven and our grand daughter is a beautiful red head; favors your mama's side of the family Mel. You must not make me turn my back on our only daughter. I do not know where she and Steven went. I know they were here and she is going to give us another grand child some day. A boy Melvin, a grand son. You know how much you wanted one of those. Melvin listened and could not help but be softened. Even as deadly as this man was, he could be puddy in his woman's arms. They went into the office and locked the door. Melvin and Helen got past the betrayal and fell into each others arms.
Aarron finished his painting. He had paint drying all over his shirt. He took the paper down and went to find his mama and daddy sitting at the table drinking a glass of wine. Melvin looked at his young son. He enjoyed them while she kept them safe. He wanted very much to take this tender son and toughen him up. He had plans for Aarron that Helen would not know of until it was too late. Melvin smiled as he thought of that.
Solomon and Wesley took a bus to the bank. They felt it might be better if just a couple of them walk in. It was important to look casual, so they didn't dress overly well. Wesley wanted to talk to the old lady. He knew he could get her to tell him things that maybe she had no idea she was going to say. Solomon talked to the young teller. He was new and had not learned all the important facts to banking. Mr. Goth Sr. was so busy with counting the money he forgot to tell him some of the rules. This new bank had lots of money and the boys had been watching it for weeks. Between them and the Ricketts, this was going to be a great place to heist in the right time frame. First of all the two brothers worked it out and had a new checking account started. It made it more real that they were interested in the bank for the right reasons. When they were finished they went over to the Ricketts home and made their plans. They would take care of the bank tomorrow as it was pay day for the town
Payday rolls around. Thousands of simoleons are banked. The vaults are brimming with cash and gold. In the late afternoon a large crowd comes into the bank. It is none other than manuel and Solomon and Wesley Robles and their partners in crime Christopher, Jeremy, Madelin and Audrey Ricketts. Some are already casing the back of the bank as the tellers and officers are taken to the front and questioned about so many things they had to stop for coffee twice. There were questions about the coffe trade. How did it go after the boats left the port? Another wanted to open a gymnasium and needed to have all the information that would be required for a loan. The officer kept giving answers and then was given many more questions to think about. Of course there was always the coffee club to ask about. The families kept the officers so busy they had no idea what was about to happen to them all.
As Christopher and Manuel come out of the vault they bring with them two very dangerous guns. The rest of the family gets the officers and tellers to sit down and keep quiet. They ask Mr. Goth Sr. to give them the codes to get into the vault. He tires to ignore them but they hit him over the head with the gun. He passes out for a time. When he regains consciousness, they stick the code book in his hands and make him decipher the codes. He does so or his wife will be shot on site. None of the tellers or officers know what to do. It is so new a building they have not hired a security guard for the day hours. They all look across at each other. The ladies pick up the guns and move them close to the heads of the two women. The men help get the vault open. No one is to speak or answer the phone. The tellers both look at each other and hope to live thorugh this. They both have heard where the bank employees were killed at the other robberies.
When they got the vaults open the gold just spills out all over the floor. Madelin comes running in to see. They are so excited and decide to call the Don. He is not home at the moment, his son Warren says. The Robles leave a message for him and hang up. Soon they have all the money and all the gold in the van. Boxes and bags of money and gold were placed inside. The employees were all locked inside the vault. They had chose to not kill these employees so they might tell everyone to beware. These bank robbers liked to be on the news. They often times showed their faces, only to then go have a face change and start over. The employees were thankful and waited until morning. The vaults were broken and empty. Mr. Goth Sr. and his staff were shocked and relieved they had not been killed. The police arrived and let them out of the vault. The fingerprint team came and made many copies. It was not until later that they discovered these prints belonged to a dead relative of the captain of the police force. As the Don counted his money and gold, you could almost hear Pink Floyd..
Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and your O.K. Money it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar, four star daydream, Think I'll buy me a football team
Money get back I'm alright Jack keep your hands off my stack. Money it's a hit Don't give me that do goody good bullshipt I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set And I think I need a Lear Jet
Money it's a crime Share it fairly, but don't take a slice of my pie Money so they say Is the root of all evil today But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away
Catherine Caner had the girls in the hospital for three days. They each brought home a baby son. The mothers of the children were smothered and taken to the basement. The housekeeper found them and notified the authorities. Isabella is trying hard to keep her patience. She is not sure she likes this idea to have these tiny babies in the house. They scream so often and need to be fed so many times a day. The amount of diapers is overwhelming. Ema and her sister Rebecca were excited about having babies in the house. They always wanted to have children of their own, but can't find the time. They two of them work long and hard to keep their two boys quiet.
Marie is more of a tom boy than a delicate mother. She can feed the baby, but she has a hard time singing a lullaby to him. She has to get her sister Isabella to finish calming her baby down. This makes Isabella whine, but she does it anyway. Mother brings The Don into the room. She has shown him the nursery and talked to him about how the children were taken. He is quite pleased with the results. Marie comes over to the Don and welcomes him. Unfortunately after testing all the babies, these four boys are not from the Don's daughter Patty.
He sighed heavily and walked around and looked at the babies. They were all so very sweet. Of course his wife is pregnant with his next son, so he does not need one of these. 'Mother, what is your plan for these children when they rise out of their cribs?' 'Well Don sir, I am expecting the Marcellos to sell them out and give us a tidy sum of money.' 'Um, fine idea. Yes, I like that. Well girls, keep up the good work. Once these tykes begin to walk, get them over to Yvonne's house. Get more children, maybe some girls. I don't know for sure she has a boy. Good bye Mother.'
After he leaves Cathrine gets the girls together. As soon as these boys are ready, she wants them out of the house. Then she is expecting them to bring home two babies apiece next time. Isabella rolls her eyes and sighs. 'Isabella, that will be enough. You could have been pregnant with these babies, and then you would have a reason to sigh.'
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