Money for Nothing

The only guys I trust are in this room right now. But I’ll tell you this: we’re gonna get that airplane money. I don’t know how yet, but it’s all I can think about. So, for now at least, we gotta make him think we trust him. We need him.
Chicago. Taylor Street. 1986. Accomplished burglar Ralph Beans Trombino surrounds himself with the fringe elements that frequent the neighborhood social clubs. Outfit guys, dirty cops, thieves, bookies, and gamblers.
With his photographic memory and almost supernatural instincts, Beans has developed a reputation among his kind as an exceptional planner of heists. He and his lifelong friends, Cosh and Izzy, consider themselves honorable thieves. No stickups. No killing for money. No stealing from people who don’t have it coming. But when they take on the score of a lifetime-a plane carrying freshly minted cash to the Chicago Federal Reserve-the lines begin to blur.
Their man on the inside turns out to be much less than honorable. In fact, he’s a sadistic serial killer terrorizing the city. When he pulls a double-cross and tries to kill Beans’s sister Debbie, the plan becomes something more than just a daring fifteen-million-dollar heist.
Grab your Member’s Only jacket. Hop in the ’84 Olds Ninety-Eight. Pop in your favorite cassette and drive. This is Money for Nothing.