Luke LaManna

It must have happened sometime after Bonnie had visited the office. This lock was way more complicated than the one Bonnie had described. In fact, it was more complicated than anything Keith had ever picked before. His mind raced. The others were waiting for him at a nearby motel. The plan was for Keith to pick the lock, meet up with them, and then they would head back to pull off the robbery.

Now, Keith wasn't sure what to do. Not only could they not get in, but the additional security made him think the FBI had somehow found out about their plan. They had to regroup before it was too late. Keith retraced his steps back out to the street and hustled to a nearby payphone to call the others.

Now, Keith wasn't sure what to do. Not only could they not get in, but the additional security made him think the FBI had somehow found out about their plan. They had to regroup before it was too late. Keith retraced his steps back out to the street and hustled to a nearby payphone to call the others.

He gave them the bad news and raced over to the motel to come up with plan B. Keith couldn't hide the disappointment on his face as Professor Davidon announced they might have to call off the robbery entirely. Keith looked around the room. Someone had to have an idea. Then, Bonnie suggested they try the second door she'd noticed, the one that was blocked by a large heavy cabinet.

He gave them the bad news and raced over to the motel to come up with plan B. Keith couldn't hide the disappointment on his face as Professor Davidon announced they might have to call off the robbery entirely. Keith looked around the room. Someone had to have an idea. Then, Bonnie suggested they try the second door she'd noticed, the one that was blocked by a large heavy cabinet.

Keith thought it over. As long as they could push the cabinet to the side enough to slip through, it should work. Everyone agreed. Even if it ended up being a complete failure, they had to try. Armed with their new plan, Keith returned to the media office around 10.40 p.m. This time, he was wearing a baggy overcoat to hide the crowbar he'd brought with him.

Keith thought it over. As long as they could push the cabinet to the side enough to slip through, it should work. Everyone agreed. Even if it ended up being a complete failure, they had to try. Armed with their new plan, Keith returned to the media office around 10.40 p.m. This time, he was wearing a baggy overcoat to hide the crowbar he'd brought with him.

His failed attempt earlier was a blessing in disguise, because even though the fight had been scheduled for 8pm, it had been delayed for hours. As a result, Keith was right on time for the noisiest part of the event, the start of the fight, and he could hear it echoing from nearby apartments. Keith turned his attention to getting inside.

His failed attempt earlier was a blessing in disguise, because even though the fight had been scheduled for 8pm, it had been delayed for hours. As a result, Keith was right on time for the noisiest part of the event, the start of the fight, and he could hear it echoing from nearby apartments. Keith turned his attention to getting inside.

Bonnie had carefully explained how to find the second door, and Keith replayed her directions in his mind. He walked to the other side of the hallway and located the door Bonnie had described. Keith pried the deadbolt open with his crowbar, then admired his handiwork. Now he had to find a way to push the door open without knocking the cabinet over on the other side.

Bonnie had carefully explained how to find the second door, and Keith replayed her directions in his mind. He walked to the other side of the hallway and located the door Bonnie had described. Keith pried the deadbolt open with his crowbar, then admired his handiwork. Now he had to find a way to push the door open without knocking the cabinet over on the other side.

He gave the door a big shove, but it wouldn't budge. Keith tried using his crowbar again, but it just wasn't strong enough. He thought a longer prying bar would work better, but he couldn't exactly run to a hardware store right now. So he raced out to the car and grabbed one of those long, straight metal bars that was used with a tire jack.

He gave the door a big shove, but it wouldn't budge. Keith tried using his crowbar again, but it just wasn't strong enough. He thought a longer prying bar would work better, but he couldn't exactly run to a hardware store right now. So he raced out to the car and grabbed one of those long, straight metal bars that was used with a tire jack.

Keith, who stood over six feet tall, sprawled out onto the hallway floor. Using his leg muscles, he pushed and pulled the bar, applying pressure that slowly pushed the inside cabinet forward and allowed the door to open inch by inch. But this movement also caused the wooden door to start cracking. His heart raced as he worked. The fluorescent lights in the hallway were blinding.

Keith, who stood over six feet tall, sprawled out onto the hallway floor. Using his leg muscles, he pushed and pulled the bar, applying pressure that slowly pushed the inside cabinet forward and allowed the door to open inch by inch. But this movement also caused the wooden door to start cracking. His heart raced as he worked. The fluorescent lights in the hallway were blinding.

Finally, he was able to work his way in and move the cabinet away from the door. This created just enough space for Bob and the other burglars to get in. Keith wiped the sweat from his brow and then rushed back outside, found his car, and drove back to the motel to inform the rest of the group. It was go time.

Finally, he was able to work his way in and move the cabinet away from the door. This created just enough space for Bob and the other burglars to get in. Keith wiped the sweat from his brow and then rushed back outside, found his car, and drove back to the motel to inform the rest of the group. It was go time.

A few minutes later, Bob and the inside crew made their way through the front door of the FBI building. He usually resorted to some funny remark when he was feeling nervous, but tonight he couldn't utter a word. He and the others silently climbed the stairwell, then squeezed through the hallway office door, carrying two bulky suitcases. Once inside, they split up to search the rooms.

A few minutes later, Bob and the inside crew made their way through the front door of the FBI building. He usually resorted to some funny remark when he was feeling nervous, but tonight he couldn't utter a word. He and the others silently climbed the stairwell, then squeezed through the hallway office door, carrying two bulky suitcases. Once inside, they split up to search the rooms.

Some cabinets and drawers were locked, so they used screwdrivers to pry them open. Bob used a taped-over flashlight to provide minimal light, being careful not to let the beam show from the windows. He occasionally checked the street outside to make sure no police were around. Working mainly in the dark, they took every piece of paper they could find, except for some blank personnel forms.