“Welcome to Big City Bank. May I interest you in some money?”
“Chunky” Ben Kelsey was the stuffer in question. Ben was a frequent customer of Big City Bank, but he mostly made withdrawals. From other people’s accounts. Warning messages flashed across the teller’s dashboard as it peered up at Chunky Ben, but it ignored them. Management had long ago decided fear was too expensive to install. Which was a shame. The teller would rather liked to be afraid right now.
