The robber ran down the street, carrying a large bag of money.
The cops shouted for him to stop, but he just laughed.
"Stupid cops...like i'd just stop."
The robber ran down down a nearby alley, but stopped short.
A seventeen year old boy stood in the alley facing him.
"Move kid..i'm in a hurry."
He looked at the robber and pointed at him.
"Return it."
"What?"
" I said..return it. Return the money and i'll let you go."
The robber laughed.
Who did this kid think he was?
He looked harmless...skinny, long blonde hair, jeans and a t-shirt.
What could this kid do?
The robber pulled out a gun and pointed at the kid.
"Last chance kid..move or die."
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