The Gold Coin

"Victor don't do this, go home to your wife and children. I didn't raise a thief, don't barter what is irreplaceable for money!"

Victor heard his nonna's voice echoing against the walls of his mind. Her voice valiantly battling against greed and desperation.

Fear clawed it's way from the bowels of Victor's stomach. His mind was now a battle field, where those voices were fighting to be the voice of reason.

Until... Click! He cracked the vault and his mind became still.

Victor's heist mates flooded in to the vault...Daniel and Colt began stacking gold bricks on to the trolly, as Katt and Charlie focused on cash and jewelry.

Victor stood at the center of the vault taking stock of his achievement. But a single voice returned, emerging triumphantly from the silent shadows of his mind.

"Victor! Focus we have five minutes!" Katt shouted.

A smile crossed Victor's face as he lifted a gold coin from the floor, he turned and left the vault.

Months later Victor was on a beach with his family and in his pocket that single gold coin. Carrying it as a reminder of the man his nonna raised.