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4 atmosphere that was in the air just a couple of seconds ago, and along came silence, except for the classical songs that were playing ever since we came in.. People starred curiously at "Sameer", who didn't look like the rest of the café's stuff.. I watched the “Boss" as he did the third step of the plan, that was to fire a gunshot towards the ceiling to get everyone's attention.. They started to put the picture together and understand what was happening around them.. Few broken pieces of the ceiling -where the bullet hit - fall in front of my eyes on the wooden floor with a loud sound, while the rest of our team took their guns out, and pointed them to every corner of the place professionally.. Complete uninterrupted silence took over, except for the nervous breaths from the people who were still trying to figure the whole thing, and the sound of the songs coming from somewhere, and then came our "Boss's confident voice: - I shall be quick.. Any silly attempt to be a hero won't give any of you anything except for a bullet in the head.. We'll take your money and precious belongings quietly then go away fast.. Just a few minutes if you cooperate with us, and everything will be over I promise.. All of us want to go home one piece after all, clear..? Meanwhile, two of us went to the kitchen to do another part of the plan, that was to drag the café's stuff out to join the rest, who were shaking in front of us, while another one went to the café's safe to get what was inside.. The people rose up slowly from their places under our threats, and they all headed to sit down on the floor along the large mirror that took a whole wall.. That way no one will have the guts to do something stupid because it'd be too obvious in their reflections.. I looked around checking the place, to see an old poster of (psycho) movie, where "Hitchcock" was pointing at us to be silent, the thing that made me smile..