by Patricia Robertson
“Vinny, you did it.” Those were the last words that he remembered from the Don, the head of the Bellini family. He had managed to pull off the greatest robbery in mafia history by robbing the Citibank vaults electronically. Now all he could see was a chainlink fence surrounding the maximum security prison at Rikers Island. And when he squinted into the sunlight, he could see the barbed wire on top of the forty foot fence. On most days, all he could think about was how to escape. When he was feeling down, he thought about stealing a bright orange extension cord to make a noose.
© 2014 Patricia Robertson