Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

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           "NoIwon’t!"shesaidforcefully."Youcandowhatyouwanttome,butIwon’thelpyourobabank."

           "We’llgointoabankandcashyourcheck,"hesaid,butthenheseemedtothinkbetterofit."Withyoucrying,they’llknowsomething’swrong.You’renotmentallystableenoughtogoinsideabankandcashacheck.You’llfoulitup."

           "Idon’tthinkthere’sanythingwrongwithme,"Carriesaid,stillcrying."IthinkI’mholdingupprettywellforsomeoneheldatgunpointallthetime."

           Hejustgrunted.

           TheyfoundanOhioNationalBankbranchwithadrive-inwindowat770WestBroadStreet.Hekeptthegunhiddenbetweenthembutpointedatherasshepulledoutheridentification.Whensheturnedthecheckovertoendorseit,Carriethoughtofwriting"Help,"butalmostasifhe’dreadhermind,hesaid,"Don’ttryanythinglikeputtingsomethingontheback."

           Hepassedthecheck,alongwithCarrie’sidentification,totheteller,whocashedit."Youcanreporttothepolicethatyouwererobbed,thenstoppaymentonthecheck,"hesaidashedroveaway."Tellthemyouwereforcedtocashit.Thatwayit’llbethebankthatgetsrippedoff."

           WhentheyarriveddowntownatBroadandHighstreets,thecargotcaughtinheavytraffic."Takeoveranddrive,"hesaid."Ifyougotothepolice,don’tgivethemmydescription.