"Where are we going?" The little girl turned to her mom.
"Mommy needs to get some money out." The women told the little girl, patting her on her hair.
Correction- 100% chance of them entering a bank.
"How much are you going to take out?" The two had reached the doors or the bank.
"Just a little bit of money." Her mom replied. She was holding the door open for him.
"Thank you." He slid through the opening without touching the door. He followed the two into the line. The little girl looked back at him.
"I like your hat, Mister." She gave him a grin. She was missing a tooth.
"Thank you, Miss." He tipped his hat at her. He glanced at his watch again. 1503h. 15 seconds left. He looked back at the little girl. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3- "Please God, make me a stone." He whispered again. T plus 1 second.
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