"I don't know what you are talking about." Lucas father said.
"You know damned well what I'm talking about! Hurry and find the money and fork it over before I pop your heads like balloons!" The robber replied with a sneer.
"I'm sorry. It's just that... this has to be a misunderstanding sir. We have no money." His father continued.
Bam!
The criminal slapped him across the face with a pistol. The old man nose began to drain blood.
"Don't bullshit me. I know your backstory. Quiet middle class family with a little bit of savings who had two sons. Both were smart and the older was on the verge of graduating with his bachelor's and the younger was just about to begin college. To celebrate, the couple bought the older a car and he took it for a joyride carrying his younger brother with him."
