The Bank Ego {Qatar-Arms}

A Story by Abishai100

Portrait of a Robin Hood 'deed' in Qatar linked to diamond-terror/journals in the year of sports/media energizers.

Another nod to Spy Game (Tony Scott), but 'spiced' with deliciousness! Enjoy,

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I was orchestrating a special heist of the nasty blood-diamonds owned by the Northern Irish baron Goldfinger and wanted to see if my old-time friend, a former partner in my gem-piracy infiltration(s)-team ('Red-Mask') would be interested in helping me perform this symbolic Robin Hood deed in the iconic land of Qatar.

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption today threatens the world-gem exchange(s) and makes terrorism woe!

My name's Aztec, and I'm half-Thai and befriended my Red-Mask partner back in college, in our Ivy-days in North America, where we both studied/read the works of Fanon and Adam Smith together, before creating the blood-diamond 'hacker' unit known as Red-Mask. Since our parting of ways, I heard my old Red-Mask partner was busy 'teaching' Facebook-chess competitors the modern 'ideations' of stalemate-diagram politics relevant for post-9/11 era democratic social-media posts (ha).

Apparently, this year's a great year for Qatar diamonds-ads, and there's plenty of stimuli for capitalism in that part of the world, home of Qatar Airways. I wonder what people will make of the World Cup being held in December in Qatar this year, and who'll cross my paths in Qatar as I stake the bank with Goldfinger's treasure(s).

AZTEC (Me): You know I wanted you in for this job in Qatar, old friend.
SATAN (old partner/Red-Mask): I'm a cyber-chess teacher now on social-media, Aztec.
AZTEC: I know that; but I think you're bored and miss reading Robin Hood stories.
SATAN: I watch that classic-cartoon film on YouTube, Aztec!
AZTEC: I've no doubt; but I want you to work with me on this one, Satan.
SATAN: I feel like a movie character, coming out of retirement, to help that 'old' buddy from college.
AZTEC: This'll work.
SATAN: Alright; but I better feel like my old 'nerdist' self afterwards; for Facebook-chess compatriots in Qatar.

SATAN: We'll talk with cops in the area of the bank before the heist/swap and give them false-rumors of sewer-terrorists.

With the cops busy standing by the sewer-holes on the day of the heist, Satan and I sneaked into the Qatar bank with the Goldfinger safe-box carrying our toy-gems for swap and toy water-guns filled with acid and costumed as 'Goldfinger-theater company' terrorism-comedy street-performers. We sneaked in from the far-side of the alleyway by the bank while the nearby cops stood by the sewer-holes, anticipating some kind of chemical attack instead (wow).

SATAN: We're to take some iPhone-shots of the Goldfinger vault-box area for a cyber-fanzine about terrorism/insurance now.

AZTEC (Me): Leo, since you're the lone/escorting guardsman, we're telling you now our toy water-guns are filled with acid!

LEO (Guardsman): They burnt the security-camera and then a hole into Goldfinger-box and made the gem/toy swap (5min).

We sneaked out the bank bathroom window with Leo still inside the vault-room and fled to the subway with the Goldfinger blood-diamonds in our sneaker(s) and hopped onto the right-train to an Interpol-relation exchange area and kept our 'commission' (ha) for a Zurich-account, so Satan could 'sanely' return to his Qatar cyber-chess homeschooling residency (hmm).

SATAN: Aztec; wished you'd be here watching the World Cup games (TV) with me now; Goldfinger's left Qatar altogether!

INTERPOL: Those Goldfinger-gems were insured...primed for a media-IQ for World Cup cyber-chess chat(s), eh?
AZTEC (Me): Hey...we just do our job for the good-old commerce-companies for toy-markets now; Goldfinger's departed.

INTERPOL: Cool...hmm.

I heard from a loose associate that Satan's now making strange IRA blood-diamond interception stories/comics on the Qatar-Net with his Facebook-chess students, much more politically 'conscious' than he ever was (with me!). Apparently, blood-diamonds are ruining affirmative-action employment assistance processes in the UK affecting poverty-landscapes. Satan's so cool, right?

Me, I'm back at the Wingate in South Jersey (United States), married to a Qatar Airways flight-attendant (Isha) I met on the return-flight to North America. I live out of the Wingate, and I'm using its 'dashing' modern WiFi resource(s) to make some Christian blogs about Peter Pan story-adaptations for kids. Satan'd be proud of me now.