Tale_Weaver
First Post
University Of Denver
Mindy thinks for a minute. "Well, that's great and all, and maybe a little evil. But don't you think there'll be some suspicion afterwards as to what happened to the contents of the lockbox after this "brain washing" or whatever wears off? Or what if this guy's real relatives show up? I'm not sure I understand!" Mindy looks around at the others to see if they will back her up at all.
Clover smiled at Mindy's recollection, "Yeah. I think you were the hit of career day that day. You clean up well."
Now, she stood and paced in front of her friends like a commander of sorts, "Ok, so I've been thinking how we're going to do this. And here's the plan. Feel free to jump in:
"Mindy will go to the bank looking like an important career woman. She will do this at the end of normal business hours. This will work, since there are less people at the bank at this time of day anyway. She'll go with the documentation and all of the information which we procured from Edward. Just in case anyone asks any questions, that is.
"Then, she'll ask to speak with the bank manager. She can say that she's there on behalf of the late Jacob Prestor and that some relations of his would like to speak with him regarding the contents of his lockbox. Very direct and honest. If at all possible, she'll set up a dinner with him that evening. I think that would be the best idea to meet at a restaurant. Like all tired business-men, I'm sure the bank manager couldn't possibly object to a free meal. Also, it's out in the open and won't arise suspicion. If he can't meet that night, she'll simply make an appointment.
"Now comes the fun part: Some acting, and a little supernatural persuasion. Mindy will bring the manager to a restaurant of our choosing. It doesn't matter where they're seated. So long as they get a table for five. That's right: Five. Enough room for Mindy, the manager, Jacob Prestor's close family priest and two mourning relatives. Then, once we're all seated at the table... it should be as easy as rinse and repeat so far as brain washing goes..." She grinned at the thought of mesmerizing him into submission, "We can easily have him go into the bank on his own--even during normal business hours--and empty the lockbox for us. Easy as pie."
She nodded, clearly convinced of her brilliant plan. Then she looked to her friends for comments, "Any thoughts?"
Mindy thinks for a minute. "Well, that's great and all, and maybe a little evil. But don't you think there'll be some suspicion afterwards as to what happened to the contents of the lockbox after this "brain washing" or whatever wears off? Or what if this guy's real relatives show up? I'm not sure I understand!" Mindy looks around at the others to see if they will back her up at all.