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Nobody had done a job like that. Not even in New York, London, or Monte Carlo. So, if my picture was going to be in the news again, at least it'd be for the greatest heist in history.
The professor and a blonde walked in front of the group, a brunette with a bob haircut speeding up slightly to catch up and walk beside London. There were eight others behind them. Two stocky men, a curly haired man with his hood up, a woman with medium length brunette hair that shared the face with the woman beside the blonde ahead of the group, an older dapper man dressed in a suit, a woman in a short fur coat, a bearded man puffing in a cigarette and a brown haired man who decided today was the day to be wearing double denim.
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Toledo safe house-pre heist
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A group of ten individuals followed after the professor, all of them raging from all different shapes, sizes and ages, every one of them had different styles. Most were strangers to one another and that's the way the professor wanted it. The group of ten all had the same attitude as they walked in; determination. Some knew where they were going, some blindly followed behind others, not knowing their way around as they took in the large dusty house. They all walked toward the designated class room together. As they all sat down the professor wrote on the chalk board.
Bienvenidos.
No one budged in their school desks as he turned around. Observing them all. This was going to be the team he would lead from the outside. They all had their eyes on him. Except one of the serbian twins who was playing around with his pencil.
