Part 1 of Essay
Jason awoke in a sweat again. The red digital display of the clock radio told him it was 3:15AM, and although he wanted to go back to sleep, he knew he wouldn't be able to - he hadn't had a good night's sleep since his last job with Mat Johnson. It was the First National Bank on High Street. As soon as they started grabbin ....

Part 2 of Essay
.... o'clock in the morning, pick the lock on the door, destroy the security system and crack the vault. This method was a lot slower than armed robbery, and a lot less fun, but it brought in as much as a hold up, sometimes even more. It was September 14th, two thirty am. Jason stepped silently from the small red hatchback parked in the street outside of the Federation Bank Building. He stood for a moment, letting his eyes scan the street, and on finding no one, grabbed his bag and jogged quietly across the road to the ....