Locked Behind Bars

Third person's pov

It was a dark and stormy night when the gang met at their usual hideout. They gathered around the table, each of them eager to make their mark on the world.

"We need to pull off the perfect heist," Fred said, his voice full of determination.

"We need to rob someone who's rich and powerful. Someone who won't be able to fight back." The others nodded, their eyes glittering with excitement. But little did they know, their plan was about to go horribly wrong.

The gang had their sights set on the fourth richest billionaire in New York, a man who had made his fortune in real estate. They studied his security, looking for any weaknesses. But as they were plotting their heist, they didn't realize that their plan was about to fall apart. Unknown to them, their scheme had been uncovered, and the FBI was on their trail. The net was closing in, and it was only a matter of time before they were caught.

Fred sprinted down the street, his heart pounding in his chest. He turned d