The yuge check, Part 2.

The teller smiled as he began his silent countdown.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

At that instant the front doors flew open as two men stormed into the bank while carrying several large briefcases. One man looked around the bank and recognized the teller who serviced them during their last visit.

“Listen, you!” Matt yelled as he rushed to the teller’s window. “I wanted you to cash my check and you gave me play money instead!”

“Oh, I am so sorry,” the teller replied calmly. “I realized my mistake right after you guys left. I’ll be right out.”

Moments later the teller appeared in the lobby to collect the briefcases.

“I want the real thing this time, understand?” Matt demanded.

“Don’t worry,” the teller assured, “I’ll be right back.” Then he walked to a back room where he disappeared.

“They better get it right this time,” Matt snarled. “I’m tired of playing games.”

“Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea,” Stephan sighed.

At that instant the teller reappeared with two different briefcases and gently placed them on the floor at Matt’s feet. “There you are. The real thing.”

“You sure this is the real thing?” Matt asked.

“As real as it gets.” the teller replied before disappearing through the back door.

“All right,” Matt said as he picked up his briefcase. “Let’s get out of here. Hopefully we won’t have to come back. If we do, our next visit here is going to be very unpleasant.”

Matt and Stephan left the bank and arrived home an hour later. Once inside Matt’s apartment, the two men placed their briefcases on the table and took their seats.

“Ready?” Matt asked.

“I really don’t have a good feeling about this.” Stephan muttered. “We got play money the first time. What could be inside this time?”

“The real thing. That’s what they said. On three.”

Stephan could only hope for the best.

“One, two, three!

Once again the briefcases were thrown open, triggering hidden explosives that detonated and covered everything inside Matt’s apartment with a light blue dye.

“We’ve been tricked again!” Matt screamed. “And they said they gave us the real thing! Come on, Stephan, we’re going back to the bank!”

To be continued…

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