Short first chapter, but the next chapter'll be uploaded shortly. ;]
It was a quiet Tuesday afternoon for Angela. It was the day after the bank holiday Monday and in a few days time, the school term would start again. She only remembered this because over the weekend, she had joined the mad rush for new stationary and shoes that her son needed. He was going into year 10 and had seemed to grow from a weedy 5'3 to a pubescent 5'7 overnight. Luckily, his alcoholic father wasn't in the picture anymore and her bank job kept the two of them afloat.
She crossed her arms and sighed, leaning against the cashing in desk. She hadn't seen a customer come in for at least half an hour and that half an hour seemed to have dragged on for eternity. She began to let her mind wander to what she would do on Saturday night, her day off. She wondered about calling her girlfriends and having a night in watching movies and drinking wine.
A loud crash brought her out of her day dreaming and caused her to jump a foot in the air. 4 men clad in black body armour and black ski masks covering their faces had kicked down the glass door and charged inside, AK-47s held in their hands. Angela screamed loudly before one of them got behind her and clamped a hand over her face and pressed the gun's muzzle to her back.
"Don't scream sweetheart," the man snarled at her. "Or this'll blow you in half."
She obeyed, quivering with fright. 2 of the men had kicked their way through the Staff Only door and were holding the rest of the staff captive. The remaining man walked throughout the branch and shot down all the security cameras. He proceeded through to the desks where the bank tellers talked to customers and ripped out the panic button's wires. He stepped out again and looked at his men.
"Kill them." He told them in a cold, cruel voice. Angela screamed and started to beg but it was too late as the bullets ploughed through her body and stopped her heart beat.
I know it's really short, but its not meant to give too much awaaaaay.