Hurried Robbers

Last Saturday morning an armed robbery was attempted at the Nacka Forum mall not far from where I live. Two masked robbers went in just as staff were arriving to work, dragged a woman into her workplace, gaffer-taped her to a chair and demanded that she turn off the alarm and tell them when her co-workers would arrive. After receiving confusing replies, the two men left, running, and minutes later the woman worked herself loose of the tape and called the police. She is physically unhurt.

The robbers had gone into a cashless realtor's office, Svensk Fastighetsförmedling, instead of the post-bank office next door, Svensk Kassaservice.

(Via Nacka-Värmdö-Posten)

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