“The punks said it was the safest truck in the world,” Bleck said savagely. “They weren’t bluffing.”

The World In My Pocket
This a story of four desperate men and a young woman whom ruthlessly planned to rub the world’s safest truck with its most heavily guarded cash in existence.
The red-head started it all. Her name was Ginny. She was hard and bright as diamond and she came to Morgan’s mob with a scheme for snatching the armored truck, overpowering the driver and the guard and busting the time clock.
If they bungled their attempt, they landed in jail for twenty years. If they came unstuck, then it will be the hot seat and with two hundred thousand each, they’d have the world in their pocket…

Extract:
‘I am going,’ he said. ‘This is no good. Three men have died. No money is worth that. Frank said he was going to put the world in his pocket. Look what’s happened to him. He’s in a hole in the ground. Can’t you see? It’s no good.’ He got to his feet. ‘I’m going home.’

‘Remember what Frank said? The world in our pockets. Well, maybe this could be it, but not this world; some other world, perhaps. Let’s go and find out.’

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