Big jackpots at these casinos -- especially for the robbers - 2004-01-11
She had a bomb. That's what she said to the cashier. Hand over the money, she demanded, or the casino would blow.
Who could be sure she was bluffing? That her "bomb" was merely an empty box of honey buns?
As casino heists go these days in the north Mississippi Delta, the use of a pastry container was relatively artful. In September, two robbers simply wrestled a cash cart from a worker on the gaming floor at Harrah's, wheeled it through the front entrance, emptied loot into their getaway car and sped off.
When this cluster of casinos began sprouting in the cotton fields of rural Tunica County a decade ago, their beat-the-house allure was never meant to draw so many crooks.
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