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NATASCHA AND MAX Raffifi, recently orphaned and new to England, are adjusting nicely to their new life. Anything's better than being on the run. Especially being reunited with their little black-and-white dog, Grk, and living with their friend, Tim.

But one afternoon, Natascha sees a familiar name in the newspaper headlines. The infamous Pelotti brothers are on a crime streak in Brazil. This gang of criminal masterminds has only ever been captured once - by her father. To avenge his senseless death, Natascha and Max know they have to act.

Setting off in the middle of the night, the Raffifis, with Tim and Grk at their side, arrive in Rio de Janiero ready for action. But they find more trouble than they bargained for

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When he isn't traveling the world or writing about Grk, Joshua Doder is a reporter for The Guardian. He lives in London.
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The Banco do Brasil had three guards.

The three guards wore blue uniforms with silver buttons. Each of them carried a pair of handcuffs, two tear gas canisters and a pistol.

It was a hot afternoon. Inside the bank, the air-conditioning was turned up to full, but the air was still steamy. Most of the clerks had big patches of sweat on their shirts. The customers fanned their faces with their hands.

The three guards were tired. They stared at the pretty girls who came into the bank. They chatted to the customers, discussing the weather or the news or last weekend's football results. They dreamed about dinner. It was an effort just to keep their eyes open.

When a voice shouted, "NOBODY MOVE!" the three guards didn't know what to do. They looked around, trying to see who was shouting at them. The voice shouted again, even louder, "I SAID, NOBODY MOVE! STAY EXACTLY WHERE YOU ARE!"

One of the guards reached for his gun. Immediately, a bullet flew through the air and smashed into the wall behind him, knocking out chunks of brick and plaster. The voice shouted again, "DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO MOVE?"

"I'm sorry," whispered the guard.

"No moving," said the voice. "And no talking. Do you understand?"

The guard wanted to say "yes" but he knew that he wasn't supposed to talk. So he nodded.

"Good," said the voice. "I want everyone to lie on the floor. Down on the floor! Right now!"

They did what they were told. The guards and the customers and the clerks and the manager--they all lay down on the floor. Only three people were left standing. Three men. They wore black suits and white shirts and black ties. They had black masks covering their faces. They were holding Uzis. (An Uzi, in case you don't already know, is a small and very effective machine-gun, capable of firing six hundred rounds per minute.)

One of the masked men pointed his Uzi at the three guards. He said, "You move, I shoot. You talk, I shoot. Understand?"

The three guards nodded.

Another of the masked men strolled over to the bank manager and said, "Open the safe. Now. Understand?"

"Ye-ye-ye-yes," stammered the manager. Ever since he was promoted to manager of the Banco do Brasil, he had been expecting a robbery, but that didn't make it any less terrifying. "Of-of-of cour-cour-course I understa-sta-stand."

"Don't talk," said the man in the black mask. "Just open the safe."

The manager nodded. "Thi-thi-this way."

Together, the manager and the man in the black mask walked to the back of the bank. They went to the vault where the money was stored. There, the man in the black mask filled five big brown sacks with cash. One by one, he carried the five full sacks back into the bank.

The first robber picked up two sacks. The second robber picked up two more and said, "Let's go." They ran towards the door.

The third robber picked up the fifth sack. He had only one arm, so he could only carry one sack. Where his left arm should have been, he had an empty sleeve. Carrying his sack of money, he ran after the others. When he reached the door, he stopped and put the sack on the ground. He looked up at the CCTV camera that recorded everyone who walked into the bank.

He pulled off his mask and threw it on the floor.

He stared into the lens of the camera.

He smiled as if he was posing for a photograph.

Every policeman or policewoman in Brazil would recognize his face. They would recognize his lean cheeks and his black hair and his bushy eyebrows. Most of all, they would recognize the crazy look in his eyes. They would say, "Oh, no." They would say, "Not him." They would say, "Pelottinho is back in Brazil."

Pelottinho.

That name would be enough to send shivers through the spine of any policeman or policewoman in Brazil.

His real name was Felipe Pelotti, but everyone called him Pelottinho. "Pelottinho" means "little Pelotti." Pelottinho was the youngest and craziest of the three Pelotti brothers, the most successful gang of bank robbers in Brazilian history.

Pelottinho lifted his Uzi and fired a stream of bullets directly into the CCTV camera.

The lens exploded. Glass shattered everywhere. The camera drooped and swung in the air, attached to the wall by just a couple of bright green wires.

Pelottinho laughed. His laughter was loud and carefree and quite insane. Tucking his gun into his belt, he grabbed the sack of money and ran out of the bank.

In the street, a silver Mercedes was waiting. The engine was running. The back door was open. The other two Pelottis were already inside the Mercedes, waiting impatiently for their youngest, craziest brother.

Pelottinho leaped into the Mercedes and threw the sack onto the backseat beside him. He slammed the door. The engine roared. The wheels spun. Fumes gushed out of the exhaust.

At that moment, the doors of the bank sprang open and the three security guards ran out. They drew their pistols. The Mercedes sped down the street. The three security guards started shooting.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

One bullet hit an old lady's shopping bags, puncturing a carton of orange juice. Another bullet smashed the windscreen of a lorry. Two more bullets blew out the tires of a bus. A fifth bullet hit a statue of Emperor Pedro the Second and knocked off his nose. But not a single bullet touched the Mercedes.

Out of the back window, Pelottinho waved his arm--his one and only arm--at the security guards.

Then the Mercedes turned the corner and the Pelottis were gone.

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