Publisher's Synopsis
The sound of an engine is heard. Several engines in fact. In this part of town, traffic is heavy this time of day. In this part of town there's a parking lot. In this parking lot it a bank. The traffic passes in the street. An armored truck pulls into the parking lot. The traffic continues to flow in the background. The armored truck drives across the parking lot. The tire splashes through a water puddle. The truck stops soon after. Inside the truck, one of the armed guards calls back to base on the radio. "Metro One to base, we're at the bank." Headquarters replies back over the radio. "Base to metro one, ten-four." The guards get out and walk to the rear of the truck. They open the back doors. The traffic seems to have died down. Suddenly, a masked man rushes up, knocks one of the guards on the head with the butt of his gun and shoots the other guard. He then grabs the guard he hit and holds him against the back of the truck. All of a sudden, another car is hurriedly backing up to the rear of the armored truck. Inside the car, a second masked man is at the wheel reaching over the back seat to look out the rear window. The car backs up to the rear of the truck, the trunk pops open and the driver gets out. The gunman addresses the driver. "Get the money." "Right." The driver empties the truck of its money bags, putting them into the trunk of the car. "Leave the coin?"says the gunman. "Yep." When the second robber grabs the last money bag, the first robber turns the guard around and cocks his gun, pointing it at him. The guard tries to speak. "P-please, I have a family." The robber replies. "Not today, you don't." The gun goes off. "Bang, bang, bang." The robber shoots the guard. Lowering his gun, he looks around and then looks back down to the dead guards. He joins his partner in the car. They speed out of the parking lot. Traffic has picked back up. The guards lay dead at the back of their truck. When a case of mistaken identity goes from bad to worse, Jill, a young house wife, finds herself in a live-or-death battle with deadly bank robbers desperate not to get caught. At the end of the day, every one's life is changed: some for the better, some for the worse. Some for ever. The city at sunrise. This is Jill's city. Across town is a neighborhood. A neighborhood like any other. But this one is different. This is Jill's neighborhood. On this block, there is a house. This is Jill's house. This is Jill's story. "I'm going to tell you a story," Jill begins. "But it's not going to be about something that happened 'a long time ago in a land far away.' The story I'm about to tell you happened a year ago here in this town, in this very house. "Those who were involved will tell you that the events I'm about to share with you changed their lives. They might even tell you they brought them closer together." This is Jill's house. Inside the house Jill is in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Her husband, John is in the shower. While Jill finishes cooking, John finishes his shower, gets dressed, and then walks into the kitchen. They kiss and tell each other good morning. Across town, there is a bank. An armored truck is in the parking lot. A lady with the same car and hair color as Jill, but obviously not her, pulls up to the ATM to get money. While waiting, she looks over and sees the armored truck. She looks out hear front window again. Then she hears the shots. This gets her attention and she notices a guy at the back of the armored truck with a gun pointed at a guard lying on the ground. The gunman takes his mask off and then looks over and sees the lady. "Crap!" "What?" asks his partner, as he looks over at him. "Someone saw us." "Who?" "Chick in that car over there." He says, pointing her out. "Well, don't just stand there. Get 'er!" The unmasked gunman starts to move toward the ATM, but the lady in the car, fearing for her life, speeds off. The masked robber grabs the money from the truck, gets in the car and removes his mask...
