“DRRRING, DRRRING.” The sheriff answered the phone. “Hello,” he said. “Can I speak to Sheriff Smith please?” said a voice.
“Sheriff Smith speaking. Can I help you?” “My name’s Jackson. I work at the White House. We think the bandits, Bonnie and Clyde, are in Chicago. The President wants the behind the bars, TONIGHT.”
“But this is a very big city. How can I find them?”
“We are sending your reinforcements?” answered Jackson. “CAPTURE THEM!”
“Hands up,” Clyde shouted at the cashiers. “Don’t move. This is a hold up! Open the safe quickly.”
Bonnie put all the money in the sacks. Clyde pushed the cashiers and the guard into the safe and closed the door.
“What a lot of money,” said Bonnie. “It wasn’t difficult to rob this bank.”
They opened the front door.
Outside were the police and the army. They ran to the back door. The navy and marines were there.
“Good bye, Bonnie,” said Clyde. “I’ll see you in about … twenty years!”
