It was a rainy afternoon in Manhattan. On a West Side street, a small black car sped up to a 1951 Ford station wagon and waved it to the curb. Out stepped a man in the uniform of a New York City special policeman. He stuck a pistol into his victim's face while another man, also armed and wearing a Halloween mask, appeared on the other side of the Ford. The thieves knew what they wanted. Inside the old station wagon, guarded by six unarmed messengers, was a load of jewelry and gold...
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