Roses Are Red
Chapter One
Brianne Parker didn't look like a bank robber or a murderer - her
pleasantly plump baby face fooled everyone. But she knew that she
was ready to kill if she had to this morning. She would find out for
sure at ten minutes past eight.
The twenty-four-year-old woman wore khakis, a powder blue University
of Maryland windbreaker, and scuffed white Nike sneakers. None of
the early-morning commuters noticed her as she walked from her
dented white Acura to a thick stand of evergreen trees, where she
hid.
She was outside the Citibank in Silver Spring, Maryland, just before
eight. The branch was scheduled to open in ninety seconds. She knew
from her talks with the Mastermind that it was a freestanding bank
with two drive-through lanes. It was surrounded by what he called
big-box stores: Target, PETsMART, Home Depot, Circuit City.
At eight o'clock on the dot, Brianne approached the bank from her
hiding place in the evergreens under a colorful billboard
obnoxiously offering McDonald's breakfast to the public. From that
angle she couldn't be seen by the female teller who was just opening
the glass front door and had momentar ... read full excerpt from: Roses Are Red ebook
