“Dude you cant be serious!! This thing is highly illegal. No! Im not getting into this” Lleyton said
“Okay feel free to go and lead the life of your father’s”
Finally, we managed to convince Lleyton.
Next day, all the four of us rode in our Activa’s and Dio’s to a shady and a dirty internet parlor in the middle of the densest part of the town to set up our trap. Nirvan had prepared the phishing page with such perfection that even the people who created the original would have been proud of him.
He was grinning with pride. He stopped by to admire his master piece and explained us the details about the page.
Finally, the page was uploaded.
And the wait began, for the rich fish to bite our bait.
LLeyton often said the rich make their money by illegitimate means. He believed that all rich people are villainous deep within themselves. That was the hypocricy at its best, but who cares. All we wanted was the money in their account, so that we can be where they were. We had agreed that we would take only a small amount from every person so that it wouldn’t affect the victim much and wouldnt evoke a huge controversy. Everyone had agreed to this strategy of mine, reluctantly. They wanted to extort huge amounts when they had a chance.
We found our bitch ass. After 3 days of uploading it.
Name : Pankajdas
Account No : 550984
Bank Balance: $33,008,131
Our prey, Mr Pankajdas had a whopping 33 million dollors in his swiss account. Bastard was hiding it from the holy souls at the I-T department. When people acquired huge cash through illegitimate means, which they couldn’t spend it all in a single day, they stacked it in a bank abroad. And by some stroke of luck and destiny we had found such a shark.
We stared at each other in awe. 33 million dollars, at our mercy. Possibilities flashed before my eyes, a car my dad always wanted, jewellery my mom always wanted, not to mention my education loan.
“Perfect! This guy has earned it through illigetimate means, he won’t lodge a complain with the cops” Nirvan said sounding so proffesional that it seemed like he had done this more than once.
“What do we do now?” asked Lleyton
“We need a bank account, Dhawan; you arranged what I had asked right?”
“Wait a minute! What had you asked?” i asked, I didn’t know about this leg of the plan at all.
“I could manage an account, but only in Rio”
“Rio? As in Brazil?” I asked, shocked
“Perfect! Give me the details” said Nirvan to Dhavan. Dhavan handed out a sheet of paper which had the banks name and a hell lot of numbers.
“How much are we transferring?” I asked
All the three looked at me. I realised it was the whole 33 million.
“What the fuck?” I shouted, which attracted the attention of the cyber café owner.
“Fuck up dude! If we are doing this we are diving into it with our both legs. We can only do it once before the cops find out. We can’t afford to miss out on this oppurtunity”
I kept watching as all the money was transferred to a bank with a un-pronounciable name in Rio
We walked out of the cyber after everything was done.
“Dude don’t be upset” said Lleyton, who just a week back was chickening out on the whole idea
“Its god sent!” Nirvan exclaimed
“Whatever dude. I don’t give a fuck. Ill get myself mentally prepared for the prison life”
“Yeah dude watch prison break, that will be of some help im sure” joked Dhavan joining others in their hysterical laughter.
“Dude im fucking serious here”
“Chill macha! We are criminals now; there is no ctrl+Z button. Half of the population is criminal in some way or the other. And don’t worry, ive planned it in such a way that the asshole from whom we stole this wont even realise that this is gone until 3 months from now” explained Nirvan trying to console the only sane one in the group, me.
“All we have to do now is go to Rio!!”
The next week all of us chartered an aircraft to Rio de janairo and off we went to Brazil to live the dream.
so hwz lyf?”
