The Rise & Fall of a White Collar Hooligan Page #6

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[bleeping]

F***ing hell, it worked!

Don't wave the money around

and don't leave the card in the machine.

Two rules so basic

I failed to mention them

on account of them

being so f***ing obvious.

You also don't dance

down the street singing,

"I've just withdrawn a load of money

from a cloned credit card. "

- Do you understand?

- I'm just excited, that's all.

You're starting to f***ing wind me up,

that's what you're doing.

Listen, you've got 99 cards left to do

and I can't...

- Put the f***ing money away.

- All right, all right, all right.

I've got my own machines to do.

F***ing d*ckhead.

I'll tell you what, though.

I could get f***ing used to this.

[Mike] Like any job, what at first

was exciting soon became routine.

The times and places changed,

but the job was always the same

No small talk.

No "Hi. How's it going?"

Just withdraw as much cash as you can.

I was still worried

about getting pinched for it,

but, like Eddie said, it wasn't like we

were mugging old ladies or nothing.

He'd always had a reputation

for finding a scam somewhere.

At school he found where the dinner

ladies threw away the old meal tickets

and then sold them back

to the other kids at half price.

Now he'd found

a different kind of meal ticket.

This was serious money,

and as time went on,

we became better mates than

we'd ever been back in the old days.

He made sure

he looked after his team as well.

Of course, I was always tempted

to skim a I bit off the top,

but I knew I had a good thing going

and I didn't wanna risk it.

Each of us were rinsing

100 cards a night,

each one paying out

between 250 and 300.

That's 25 to 30 grand.

Even on a slack night, a team of four

was bringing back 100 grand,

not to mention the other team

that Eddie had running about elsewhere.

That's 200 grand

he was giving to his boss,

who was also taking the same amount

from another supervisor.

That's 400 grand.

Oh, and there's two bosses,

meaning whoever was at the top

was raking in 800 grand a night,

less wages and running costs.

I could see why Eddie wanted to check

he could trust me

before letting me in on this.

I was handling more cash

then I'd ever seen in my life

and it felt like a victimless crime.

To be honest,

I felt like Robin f***ing Hood

After years of the banks

f***ing everyone over,

it was our turn to take from them.

The boys were a bit wary

of the new guy at first.

But after I saved them

from getting their collars felt,

I was one of the team and it felt like

we'd been working together for years.

Jamie was all right but a bit slow.

And Dan was far too much of a stoner

for Eddie's liking.

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