Maybe.....
Rumors go around the un gentrified blocks that one of the four large houses is not occupied by people barely making the payments while praying that the current real estate bust does not spread from Texas to Ohio.
Rather one house is inhabited by a "doc". In the minds of the local robbery crew, all "docs" are wealthy and wealthy people live large. To wit, copious "bands of cash" must be strewn around the home. The gold Rolex Presidential model? Yeah, its there. Add enough female bling jewelry for a South Beach set. Then, there are the monster cars purring in the garage-right?
The plan is simple: O' dark 30. We knock on the door, give a hurried story about somebody needing life saving care- now! If the door is even cracked open, we rush in flashing guns. We strike it big, very big. Jump into a monster car and literally drive off into our rising sun- well, almost.
But.... when the expected bling is simply not there, the crew becomes enraged. Facing shame and humiliation, one member does the un thinkable....