The Case of Black Robbery

This is one of my narrative stories. This is based on Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle mixed with games named True Crime: New York City and Criminal Case. Sorry for the mild language, and enjoy. :)

The Case of Black Robbery

Up the sun goes, warming the daylight. The two cops were having donuts and coffee. They were Inspector Tommy Towngate and Officer Jeremy Houston. Suddenly, they heard an alarm of bank, just nearby the restaurant they were in. “What a fucking drag…” “It indeed is. Come on, Jerry! We got a company.” “Lemme have at least a one fucking bite of this goddamn doughnut before arresting those motherfucking thugs.” “Yeah, what fuckin’ ever, man. Come on! Get yo’ goddamn ass ready!”

Tommy Towngate was a 38 years old inspector for heavy cases: murder, robbery, robbery & murder, and such. He was promoted to be officer in a very young age. He was promoted in such honor only for 7 years, since he joined the forces when he was 24. He, however, was raised by a mafia boss, as well as an owner of a small casino in Nevada, Las Vegas, which was an irony that his son became a police instead of his successor. Tom was not alone though, he was with another boy who was raised. It was believed that they, Tom and the boy, were brothers with different mother. He was Steve Blackwater. Right in the past, Tom was known to be a gangster and rebellious youngster.

Jeremy Houston was a 35 years old officer for heavy cases as well as Tom. He was Tom’s sidekick, and they sometimes solved case together. He had almost the same stature as Tom’s, except he was way taller than him, approximately 10cm taller. Unlike Tom, Jerry was born and raised by police. He, however, had no mother. His mother was dead when he was 21. His father, like Tom, was a gangster and rebellious as a youngster.

 “So, Tom, they are going to take a hostage, aren’t they?” “Could be or couldn’t be.” “Could be?” “Have you seen a car in front of the bank for them to escape?” “No, do they wish to get their asses arrested or what?” “Or they are so confident that they believe they can save their own damn asses without a fucking car.” “Explanation?” “Why don’t we have a look ourselves how the party goes?” “Nigga, you mean we’re not going to crash the party now?” They arrived at the bank just right after they finished the talking.

The bank only had 3 levels. The robbery, however, happened in the very first level of the building. The parking lot of the bank was just beside the bank. Second left to the parking lot was the coffee shop where Tommy and Jeremy were in. In the bank, there were 3 masked robbers, which one of them was holding a hostage, and one of them inspired fear towards the customers in the bank, finally, the other one was collecting the money. The customers had their eyes blind-folded. The hostage was eating gum; she sometimes made a balloon from it, looked around while making balloon, and exploded it.

They sneaked through and looked at the situation for a while before the other polices appeared in the location. After looking for a while, Tom asked Jerry to get out of the location immediately. “*whispering* What?! Hey?! I don’t even fuckin know the situation, nigga!” “Now we know the situation. Jerry, get your ass ready to the parking lot.” “Just you, asshole, Just you! Can you not make it clear not only for yo’ fuckin Sherlock brain?” “Okay, okay, here is the situation and remember it well: There are 3 robbers, one of them is holding a hostage, and the hostage is the bank employee, a woman. The employee is swallowing gum. One robber is scaring the fuck out of the people. Another one is collecting the bucks from the safe. You got the strange point of the situation?” “Yeah, for God’s sake, why the fuck is the hostage swallowing the fucking gum in hostage situation?” “No idea but perhaps, she is one of them!” “Makes sense. So if she is, they are going to use that fake hostage’s car in order to escape their asses from the location?” “Correctamundo.” “Got it. As well as your next plan. Now I’ll look after these nice wheels in the parking lot. Could it be that Lambo over there?” “They are bloody robbers! They need not to rob the goddamn bank if they’ve got a fucking Lamborghini!” “You forgot how to joke, nigga.” “Yeah, so funny that I forgot to laugh…”

Jeremy entered the parking lot and got himself standing by there. He got himself to the first level of parking lot because he knew it’d be easy for the robbers to escape if they put their vehicle in the first level. Meanwhile, Tommy entered and sneaked in the bank. He managed to sneak in without alerting the robbers. The money-collecting robbers wielded no gun, there were only two guns at the scene and had silencer on their points. But Tom had only seen one gun shooting around to threaten the customers and the manager. While the other gun wielded by other robber had never shot even a single bullet, this made Tom giggled silently. “So it’s not really a gun but a damn toy. These robbers have some guts robbing bank with only one real gun and one toy gun.”

Tom approached the armed robber. The armed robber sat on the chair while pointing his gun towards the hostages. Behind the hostages were the fake-gunned robber and the fake hostage. In other words, the armed robber was right in front of the fake-gunned robber. Jerry, in the parking lot, thought of what Tom would do inside the bank against the robbers. Tom started to move as fast as light, “Kick him in his right elbow then kick his hand, the gun will fly away and kick him off the chair. The other robber will react, kick the flying fake gun and make sure it hits his head. Then dash towards the gun to have it.”  The fake hostage screamed and escaped along with the money-collecting robber to the parking lot.

Jerry saw a woman and the robber with a bag of money ran towards a van. “Just as I thought. Now I’m afraid if that Sherlock-brained-motherfucker and I actually share a lot of things in common. Well, with some goddamn differences of course. And so that’s the fake hostage bitch he talked about.” Jerry took his gun off of its holster and aimed for the wheels of the van. The bullets he shot hit all the wheels of the van. “Bingo!” Tom rushed to get out of the bank towards the parking lot. They both surrounded the robbers from two sides; hence the robbers could not even think to escape.

“I bet you got the action yourself out there. Do you enjoy the party?” “Not at all. The guests got home earlier.” “Yeah, because you kicked them the fuck out of the party!” “Okay partner, now let’s handcuff these guests.” “The guests are being handcuffed. And we call this a goddamn party, great. Have you handcuffed the ones inside?” “See them running?” Jeremy rolled his eyes as he handcuffed the man robber, while Tom handcuffed the woman and told her something. “Okay lady, you know your mistake? If you were not running after I took down those robbers inside the bank, I would not consider you to be a girlfriend of those sweet boyfriends of yours.” “(laughing) And I thought you lost your sense of humor. Very well then, I’ll bring those boyfriends of this bitch here.”

The robbers were all arrested by these two policemen. They hold the robbers up in their car. They then arrived at Police headquaters and their superior congratulated them. “Very well done, Inspector Towngate, Officer Houston. But tell me, why is there often a case while you guys are around?” “Well I dun...” “Don’t mind it, Tom! You and Jerry will solve the case eventually.” “We are honored, sir.“ said them both.

They walked out from the HQ to the parking lot. “Wanna grab something to eat?” “A fried chicken?” “Ooh, yeaaah.” While driving, Jerry asked Tom. “Well, Tom, what if, I said, WHAT IF the girl stayed where she was instead of trying to escape her own ass from us?” “Then simply look at the other robbers’ face!” “To tell whether they were being sold out or not by seeing their expressions?” “That is true, Officer Houston!” “Very well then. Another case solved, partner.” “Indeed. Oh, I’ll pay our food this time.”