Short Story - The Boxcar Boiler
A bank robbery goes horribly wrong
Wiping away the sweat beading on his brow, Derek Miller checked his weapon for the hundredth time in the past five minutes. “Why the fuck are we still sitting here?”
Rick Chambers, the leader of the four men assembled in the car, turned around and sneered at Derek. “I told you already. We’re waiting for the fat fucking loser security guard to make his da…
