Eze burst into the convenience store, running at full speed with a ski mask covering his face. Without wasting a second, he leaped onto the counter and kicked the stunned clerk out of the way. Once he had him out of the way, he grabbed the cash register.
With a violent jerk, he ripped the heavy machine from its cables. Clutching it to his chest, he turned and ran out the door as fast as he could. The store clerk got to his feet and called the police.
As Eze ran from the scene of the crime, adrenaline pumped through his veins as he sweated profusely. Just a few blocks later, his physical condition reached its limit.
The cash register seemed to multiply his weight with every stride. His thin, untrained arms couldn't support him; they began to tremble. His legs weren't cooperating either; after a misstep, he tripped and fell to the pavement, dropping the machine with a loud crash.
Completely exhausted, the thief knelt on the ground, his hands pressed against the asphalt as he gasped for breath. He remained like that for a while, trying to catch his breath.
Just moments later, red and blue lights illuminated his back. The sound of the sirens startled him, but he couldn't run because he was too exhausted. Eze was quickly apprehended by the police.
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