[ WP ] You 've just broken into a bank for a heist , when one of your men notices there are organs in the vault , not money .

Aaron pulled up in his dusty black van with Rick by his side. They both pulled their ski masks over their stubbled faces and loaded their colt.45's. `` You ready to make some more money newbie?'' Rick said with a masked grin. `` Born ready.'' Aaron replied in a thick Boston accent. 
 
 The two robbers, dressed in black, burst through the glass double doors of the Texan National Bank to the sound of screams. 
 `` You get the cash this time newbie, and I better not have to hold your damn hand again.'' Rick yelled to his accomplice as he tied up the fat guard. Aaron had his.45 locked on to the head of a short teller and screamed, 
 `` Take me to the vault!'' 
 
 A manager dressed in a cheap tan suit, laying on the floor raised his hand, and said rather quietly, 
 `` I'm afraid we do n't carry any money in our vault.'' 
 Rick moved over to the manager and punched him hard in the face. 
 `` I do n't care you old, lazy shit! Get it open now.'' 
 Rick yelled pointing the pistol in the man's gray face. 
 
 The two robbers had their skills fine tuned and even modern bank security measures were quickly deactivated by the team. Aaron saw on his scanner that someone had pressed the silent alarm in vain, not knowing that the building was in a state of total isolation. 
 
 `` Go with the manager, and get the vault open. I'll guard the rest of the bank so no one gets out.'' Rick said. 
 
 The manager lead Aaron to the back of the small bank to a giant brass vault door. 
 
 `` I... I'm not going to open this for you. You'll just have to shoot me.'' The old manager said as he sweat into his cheap suit. 
 
 `` You'll open this vault or you're going to end up dead old man. Do n't you have a wife at home? Life is n't worth a pile of money.'' 
 Aaron said with his Boston accent. 
 
 The manager started crying and opened the vault. 
 
 `` You did great.'' Aaron said with an excited tone. 
 
 The first thing to hit Aaron was the ice cold air. He looked around the vault that was lit by a single white light and saw drawers upon drawers coated in brass. 
 
 Opening one, Aaron saw a small red heart in a plastic bag. 
 
 `` What the hell is this?'' 
 
 Aaron yelled and pointed the gun in the manager's face. `` We provide a service to our customers. They pay well. We get it done.'' The manager trailed off not making sense. 
 
 Suddenly Aaron realized that the bank was a front for an organ farm. Aaron had heard of them but had never seen one, nor suspected that one could be of such a large scale. There must have been thousands of these drawers. Something was wrong. 
 
 `` Where do you get all these organs?'' Aaron asked pulling the hammer back on his pistol. 
 
 `` Oh, you know. Here and there really.'' The manager shook with fear. 
 
 `` I'll ask you one more time. Where do you get these organs?'' Aaron yelled. 
 
 `` From people you wo n't miss. The world is already overpopulated so why not take a few unnecessary illegal immigrant children off of the street? We make them useful for society you see.'' 
 
 The manager said with a little more confidence. Aaron was in shock and the manager continued. 
 
 `` All those kids are just going to cause crime anyway. Saving the life of a senator or a CEO is much more useful, right? I can get you money. Real money. You have no idea how much rich people pay for a new liver.'' 
 
 The manager smiled. 
 
 Aaron quickly pointed the gun at the manager's face. 
 
 `` In exchange for your disgusting life, I want the names of all the people killing these kids.'' 
 
 The manager said with a thin grin, `` But of course sir.'' 
 
 After the list was printed, Aaron put seven rounds into the manager and walked out to Rick. 
 
 `` What the hell happened back there? Where's the cash?'' 
 
 Aaron quickly explained what had happened and after a long silence between the two, said, 
 
 `` I'm going to cross every name off of this list.''
