21 October 2026
Wednesday. It has come to my attention that my diary has been placed on the internet. I keep this diary in a locked drawer. I would like to know which crew opened the drawer.
Very well. To whom it may concern: if you are reading this, you are either a customer, a robber or a robber pretending to be a customer, and I can tell you now that I will be watching all three.
In these pages you will find the business of the bank: the crews who got out, the crews who did not, the condition of Beatrice and the continuing mystery of Clive. You will not find the numbers of the wired boxes, the order in which anything opens, or a single thing a robber could use. I keep those in my head, which has its own vault.
If you wish to try your luck, the management takes bookings on their calendar or on the telephone, and only your own crew will be in the vault. I shall be at my desk. I am always at my desk.
Please wipe your feet. Especially if you came in through the floor.
— The Manager
