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The Topal Hall? Just 28,000 francs. And the weirdest part? There were exactly 28 people in the gang, and each one took home 1,000 francs. That's it. It was the coincidence. It was planned that way. Every detail was agreed on ahead of time. The entire operation, every bit of the planning, the execution, the risk was just practice. Yet, a live action drill in the real world. It was about the money. It was about gaining experience, testing their plans in a natural crime scene. And if you think you've heard this story before, think again. What do you are about to hear next has never been told, except to those with access to French criminal case files, or anyone who's read the book written by Red Wine Fade himself. That book didn't get much attention, but it's packed with never before revealed details. Most of the gang behind that operation were from the Fade family, and the leader of that group. A young guy named Red Wine Fade. He was just 18 years old at the time, the youngest in the whole crew, but he was the smartest, the slickest, and the mastermind behind everything that would come next. Red Wine came from a massive family of 13 siblings in total,

eight brothers, three sisters. All of his brothers were older than him, except for one who was just a year younger. That younger brother? He was Red Wine's right hand, his secret weapon in every heist. And soon, you'll find out why. Now, except for the oldest brother, all the Fade boys, along with their cousins, aunts kids, uncles, kids, ename it, they made up the core of the gang. Later, foreclosed friends from outside the family joined into. So, in other words, it was like the entire family tree at a branch in this criminal network. But here's the crazy part. To this day, there's a illegal proof that Red Wine's relatives were ever involved, not a shred of evidence. When police questioned them, they all walked free. They were smart enough to leave no trail behind. Red Wine's journey started at just 14 years old. Back then, his crimes were small-time petty thefts with barely any payoff. But even then, he was bringing his family in on it. Caught in 16 people deep at the time, and the only person who knew what he was up to was his mother. She tried hard to stop him, but she was powerless. The family was desperate, especially after their father abandoned them,

returned to Algeria and left them with nothing in the French city of Crayal. But here's the twist. Even though Red Wine was stealing and giving money to help his family, that wasn't really why he did it, his real motivation was to recreate what he saw in the movies. You see, he worked at a video rental store back then. He'd watch every new movie the second to drop, and he memorized every scene. Then he'd bring those scenes to life in the real world. And believe it or not, he didn't take that job for the paycheck. He only took it so he could watch movies for free. He was obsessed with cinema. His biggest dream was to become a Hollywood actor. He'd mimic the action heroes, run like them, train like them, practice and confites, fight scenes, prison breaks. He lived inside every movie, imagining himself as the lead, while the audience cheered him on. But the movie that hit him the hardest, the one that became his holy book, was The Godfather. He believed that one day's family would be like that family, just as powerful, just as loyal. And with that belief, with that dream burning in his chest, the feed gang was born, a family that specialized in theft more than anything else. According to Red Wine, he hand-baked his team with extreme care.

They trained in all kinds of combat and tactics, and every single member had a specialty. Three were trained in breaking locks. Three in picking them. Four were experts in armed robbery. Four were trained in infiltration. Four master disguised in staff. And the last four, they had business skills. The negotiation, sales logistics, were due and divided them into specialized units. Each team had its mission, and they followed one strict rule. Whatever gets stolen during the day gets split them on everyone at night. In other words, if someone stole a wallet or snatch something on their own, they didn't keep it. They brought it to the group's meeting point, and it got shared with everyone. No exceptions. If one guy's solo worked broad and something good, everybody shared the reward, and if it brought heat or trouble, everyone took the blame and stood together. But maybe the most unbelievable part. All of this structure, this discipline, this code, was enforced by a teenager who hadn't even turned a teen, and every detail you've just heard all happened before the big heist in 1990. And here's the final kicker. That robbery? It happened on Red Wine's birthday,

like it was his own twisted version of a birthday celebration. A plan was crystal clear in Red Wine's mind. This whole operation, it was about the money. It was a live training exercise, real well prep for the big leagues, a mini-bank heist minus the full risk. What he really wanted was to test each crew member's loyalty to the plan. Could they follow orders? Keep calm under pressure. Resist the temptation of easy cash. Would one you one think for sure? Money ruins discipline. So he laid down a rule. No exceptions, no debates. Each person gets exactly 1000 francs, not a cent more, period. The French police had no idea what to make of it. Everything about this robbery fell for arm. No busted cameras, no violence, no resistance. The guns were plastic. The moves coordinated and their exit. It looked more like a scene from a stage play than a real getaway. The press started calling at the polite robbery. And French law enforcement. They didn't think this was the work of teenage punks. They believed it had to be a well-trained,

organized crime ring. But the truth was even crazier than fiction. Would you unfit, just a teen at the time, had read the French secured to scene like an open book. He needed it pulling off a major heist right away would land him at the top of every wanted list. In the country. So instead he slipped in through the back door. Small step, low risk, carefully calculated. But with a long term goal, something much, much bigger. And just like he planned, the whole crew vanished after the job. They didn't meet up for two whole days. Everyone took different routes. No calls, no contact, no mistakes. When they finally regrouped, there was no celebration about the cash. That didn't matter. What they celebrated was a tactical win. Because what went down wasn't just a robbery, it was a real-life lesson in how to hit escape and disappear like ghosts. Red wine, race on a diet of Hollywood films, wasn't just copying the characters he saw on screen. He was building a character of his own. He wasn't trying to be like the criminals in the movies. He was creating a whole new legend. Red wine faded the criminal mastermind who'd soon flip france upside down.

From that moment on, the group stopped being a scattered bunch of young men. They became a tight, disciplined unit under the command of a leader who knew exactly what he wanted. And once the practice job was complete, Red wine made a decision. It was time to level up. The next job, no more warm-ups. This one would be real. But before he could pull off the big hit, there was one more thing he needed to do. Something bolder, something riskier. A full-on armoured truck robbery. It would be that first real armed heist. Every second of it felt straight out of a movie from tailing the truck to the exact moment of the ambush, to the floor's getaway plan. And just like that, Red wine fade entered phase two of his criminal evolution. No longer just a teenage thief, he was now a name that started popping up in newspapers and a target under the sharp eye of the French government. They had no idea yet. They were dealing with the man who would shake the entire foundation of the security system. We drew in dins at that 1,000 franc limit just to test their discipline. He had a deeper reason. He wanted to drill one lesson into their heads. It's not about the money.

It's about the plan. The whole thing was a realistic simulation, a fake big leak heist without the real risk. Every move Red we made was calculated with military level precision, like he was planning a covert op, not a robber. But the real reliance, it showed up after the job was done. Once everyone left the currency exchange, none of them went to the hideout. Instead, each guy went to a location he picked ahead of time and told no one. Red wine had ordered complete radio silence for two days. No calls, no meetings, not even a signal. This wasn't just about executing a robbery. It was about mastering the out of the exit, the out of disappearing. And that's when Red wine's next clever move kicked in. He told them all. If one of us gets caught, we all go down. But here is a twist. That only applied during the heist. Afterward, everyone was on their own, free to disappear like they never existed. Why? To scatter the cups. If the police came looking, they'd find themselves chasing 28 separate trails. No one carried more than a small untraceable amount of cash.

Nothing solid to pin on them. And even if one of them did get caught, there was a good chance he'd walk. Lack of evidence. And if he didn't, no big deal. The rest of the crew would pull money from the hole and post his bail. That's where Red wine's genius really shines. Not just in the plan, but in the cold logic behind it. There were no emotions here, only strategy. Every member of the family was a gear in a machine where one glitch could bring it all down. Even though we're doing told everyone not to reveal their hideouts, they had other plans. Three members accidentally ended up in the same spot, but the coincidence revealed something powerful. If three out of 28 independently chose the exact same hideout that meant the thinking was aligned. They're training, their instincts, their risk assessment, it all matched. That level of synchronicity doesn't happen by accident. That's not just a crew. That's a unit. And they never called themselves a gang. They called themselves a family. They had a code, a kind of honor system. Real number one, no firearms between members. They could argue, even fight it out with sticks if it came to that.

But pulling a gun? Absolutely forbidden. Between 1990 and 1995, it wasn't really about robberies. It was about foundation's training, feel tests, failures, wins. Unlike every underground organization in its early stages, there were fractures. Yeah, the family split. Some members broke away and started their own crew. Thus sparked real conflict with their former brothers. This fights happen, stick battles, but never bullets. Because in this family, even enemies didn't cross their sacred line. But red wine, he didn't give up. He pulled the pieces back together, made peace with the defectors, and started rebuilding the crew this time smarter, tighter, and deadlier. During those years, red wine was arrested nine times. Each time he walked. No prints, no witnesses, no hard evidence. He was like a ghost. And the craze is part. Red wine had a whole other life on the side. In Parisian to Cineau, he was a celebrity gambler, slick, confident, and beatable. He dressed shops, spent big through money around like it was monopoly cash.

Observer said he lived like royalty for a guy with no job and no legal income. That's when his name landed on the radar of B.O.B. France's ultra-secret anti-robbery unit. They only get involved in the weirdest toughest cases. And in you. This guy wasn't your average street crook, but they couldn't touch him. Every time they got close, he slept through their fingers like liquid mercury and what really raised suspicions was his younger brother, Facel. Facel got busted during one of the crew's smaller jobs. He idolized red wine, tried to copy him, but unlike his brother's cold logic, Facel had a touch of madness for growing eager. He started to see himself not just as red winds right hand man, but maybe something even bigger. And that, that was the beginning of a new kind of danger. Bradwin was always saying we've tried every kind of robbery. Now it's time to try breaking out of prison. If he ever got caught, his brother could just come up with a solid plan and pull him out like it was no big deal. But man, luck was always on this side. Facel got caught after a failed attempt to jack an armoured truck from a bank. He got charged in sentence, but managed to get out later after bail was posted.

Right at that tense moment, Bradwin, the mastermind already had a big bank house plan ready to go. The job was set for just one day after Facel got out, and this wasn't just any house. It was the biggest one yet with the whole crew involved. By then, the gang had grown to 36 people. Since Facel was part of the crew, he was supposed to be in and the job, even though Bradwin was super uneasy about him. He wanted to punish Facel and bench him for a while to call off. But he also believed in the gang's number one rule. We're all one hand through thick and thin. So Facel joined in, whether Bradwin liked it or not. So when life feels like a battle, kick up your feet, have some fun. And let's chumba.

Then the big day came. September 12, 1995. Target being in PP bank in the city of KRT. The plan kicked off with a bold move. Bradwin, Facel, and three others headed to the bank manager's house. The place was fancy with a big yard and tight security. They told the guards they were with a birthday party crew, invited by the bank staff to set up a surprise for the manager's birthday. One guard got suspicious and said, no way you're coming in without clearance. But they pushed back. We're staff, and our job is to make people smile. You're going to ruin that over some dumb rules. If you insist, that's on you for disappointing everyone. The guard thought for a sec, then said, all right, you seem cool. Come on in. Once inside, they signaled the rest of the crew. They were 18 total to get ready. Everyone was dressed up in costumes. Bradwin was sad to cause, seven guys were the seven dwarfs, three clowns, one deer, and the rest in all kinds of outfits. Before going in, they asked the guard to help run up the family, saying it was to get everyone together for the surprise.

They even asked where everyone was so they'd all be in one place during the show. The family was totally into it, and everything went as planned. Bradwin and his crew's luck inside and started to show a funny little act they planned for five minutes. The family was surprised, but happy, laughing and enjoying it. Thun said, a gift's no one thought twice. Then came the second surprise part, the happy birthday song. They gave gifts to the manager and his family, saying, happy birthday, we're here at the bank's staff request. The manager looked confused. I don't know anything about this. Bradwin shot back fast. How do you know? Even the guards outside knew, go ask them. The guards got brought inside and suddenly the whole crew was staring down the family. And here's where things flipped. Maths came off. The fun crew turned into an armed gang. In seconds, everyone was tied up and on the floor. The good-fibed vanish replaced by total panic. The costume crew started threatening and applying pressure. They told the manager his life and his family's lives depended on handing over the vault codes and all the security passwords.

Terrified for his loved ones, the managers built everything. They now had every detail needed to crack the vault. After that, they locked everyone up in one room and kept them though until the next morning, the day sat for the big heist. That's when the second team showed up, 10 guys strong. They had all the tools and needed to pull off one of the slickest, boldest bank robberies the city had ever seen. The crew rolled up to the bank in a big, locked up van, packing real heed. But what really caught people's eyes were the masks. Not just any masks, but faces of famous French politicians like Shaq Kairaq, French War mid-round, and some others. The weirdest? One Jude was rocking a mask that looked exactly like Bradwin Faye's own face. Here, Bradwin himself designed that mask like a signature move, making sure his name got it in history. Or maybe just to throw a big old middle finger to the cops. And get this, the guy wearing Bradwin's face mask. It was Bradwin himself. Fictured this. One day, he sent a clothes at the bank manager's house, putting on a dozen show, and the very next day, he stormed in the bank wearing his own face like a mask,

leading a full-on armed robbery. When folks later asked him why he did two gigs back to back, he just smirked and said, hard to deny myself the fun, especially when it's my own plan. As soon as they got inside, the team shut down the security cams and headed straight for the vault. Thanks to all the info this queased of the bank manager the night before, cracking that vault was smooth as brother. They grabbed everything. No alarms, no chases, nobody breathing down the necks. Meanwhile, Bradwin was ordering his crew to clear out the manager's house in shifts, keeping it low key to avoid any suspicious eyes. Now here is the crazy part. As the crew was leaving the manager's place, the manager's kids started crying, begging the robbers not to leave. During the whole show, the surprises kept coming, laughs, gifs, and a vibe that made the kids think they were at a party, not held hostage by a gang. While the vault emptied out, the manager's family was having a surreal good time, totally unforgettable moments. The plan went off flawlessly, and Bradwin pulled off a genius move, not just robbing the cash, but messing everyone's heads up. Us for face or fear, he'd only been out of jail a day before the heist.

The cops didn't even blink at him. No suspicions, no questioning. His name didn't come up anywhere. The whole thing just slipped by like it never happened. Then Bradwin disappeared for a while, laying low, no crime, no noise, until 1997 when he jumped back in. But this time things got real. July 3rd, 1997. Bradwin, his brother, and three cousins rolled out in a locked-up car, backed by a second co with five gang members. The target. An armoured truck moving cash between creppy and bulletinth. The chase was on. Raw day let's shoot out with the cops. In the end, they scored big. Over 400,000 euros, a huge hole back then. Bradwin dealt to Operation Hockey, since they were wearing hockey player masks. But then things went sideways. Bradwin got shot in the shoulder. The bullet missed a major artery near his collarbone by just millimeters. The bleeding was so bad, he thought he was a goner. Later, he said, at that moment, I saw my soul leaving my body. I was on the edge of death, but something kept pulling me back over and over.

I don't know what it was, but in my book, I wrote, maybe it was my love for the game, or my old dream of breaking out of prison. That injury changed everything. From then on, his name was officially tied to all those past crimes. The cops had two clues. Someone in the armoured truck crew got shot in the shoulder, and Bradwin had the same injury. No genius detective needed to connect those dots. But they didn't catch him right away. They waited for one slip up, one direct piece of evidence. Finally, they nabbed him at the airport, just as he was about to jet off on a tourist trip to Switzerland. During the interrogation, it was the first time they penned anything on him for real. He got sentenced to 19 years, but Bradwin didn't serve all of it. He spent just 10 years behind bars from 1999 to gene 2009. Was he paroled? Aw. Let me tell you, those 10 years. Bradwin wasn't just any prisoner. He spent all his time sketching out the greatest prison brick plan ever. But no matter how hard he tried, it never happened. The prison was airtight, no cracks to slip through. But somehow that wasn't the end of the story.

One of the funniest things Bradwin never said in an interview was, any movie I watch, I can pull off in real life. Robbery, murder, kidnapping, even more. Except one type of movie, Prison Break Movies. Why'd he make that exception, Lim? First, because those prison breaks scenes don't show what it's really like inside the prison. Second, because the prison in a movie is totally different from the prison he was locked up in. He said there's a script, and my prison was a whole other script. You can't just copy a script when the settings completely different. In the 10 years I spent inside, I started every little detail. One thing I was sure of, no matter how long it took, I'd get out. Even if I had to break out just one day before my 19-year sentence was up. So how did he actually get out because of his perfect behavior? Bradwin was respectful to everyone, a great writer and author. He wrote novels and books, published tons of articles, all about death, The Thief's Mindset, and Understanding Criminals. He even challenged Michael Mann, the director of the famous movie heat. Sure, I borrowed some heists from your film, but if we had a race in Hollywood, I'd beat you. The whole of France knew him as the brain.

He released a novel called The Thief, and in just three months made around two and a half million euros from it. Bradwin was on weekly TV interviews talking about his famous repentance and his now iconic line, My Demon's Died. He wrote a lot, became famous for explaining the mind of The Thief in a criminal, and spoke deeply about repentance and reform. Imagine that. Bradwin actually turned good. Even his whole gang got jobs and blended back into society. That's the story, the media sold. But it was all a cover. While he was being interviewed, Radwin wasn't just writing books and articles. He was drawing up new high's plans. Not just in France, but abroad too. On May 20, 2010, a year after those TV interviews announcing his repentance, Radwin and his crew pulled off three major robberies. They split into three groups, each with a specific mission. We won't get into the other robberies. We focused on Radwans. This one happened in Florisemond, a small, quiet town where murders or robberies almost never happen. But this heist? It was wild. A violent chase, multiple shootouts, explosions, and then a second chase.

In the end, a 26-year-old female cop was killed. Radwin and his crew got away with a stolen car during the chaos. After that, investigators were confused by Radwin's apparent repentance as openness and interviews and the sincerity of his words. But all the evidence and suspicions pointed to Radwin as a real mastermind. What's weird? There wasn't any clear proof against him. In fact, he had evidence showing he was in another city when the crime happened. He kept doing TV interviews and selling his books, which were hugely popular. So how could they pin it on him? The investigators were blunt. This is Radwin, the real criminal. He got arrested in sentence to 15 years, sent a person in the northern French city of Northern. Funny enough, the layout of that prison was eerily similar to the Prison Break movie scenario he'd studied, and that's when Radwin started preparing for his big escape. He went inside in 2011. In 2013, Radwin's plan was finally ready. He was ready to escape. He was incredibly well-elected inside the prison, both by inmates and guards, polite, respectful,

and the known ally to everyone. If anyone had a problem, Radwin always had a solution. Known as the brain, he was like a walking encyclopedia having read hundreds of books and watched hundreds of movies. At the same time, he was famous across France, a millionaire, and widely respected. Everyone admired him. In 2013, his brother Rashid came to visit, supposedly just to check on him. But what nobody knew was that Rashid came to deliver the escape plan. The crew had planned everything before Radwin even went to prison. Rashid and Faisalal Fade were Radwin's two most trusted men. They had sharp instincts able to analyze any situation perfectly. They were Radwin's best students, taught everything by him, and he trusted them to plan and pull off any heist, even if he wasn't there. In April 2013, they made a move. That day, Rashid came for a visit. Radwin left to sell carrying a big cloth bag, supposedly to give to his brother for washing and to return before the visit. Radwin sneaked into the maintenance room on the hallway, leading to the visiting area. He quickly slipped in and out without raising suspicion. Everything was under police watch.

Then he headed to the visiting room. When he entered, he pulled a gun from the back, pressed it to the head of a police officer and said, one wrong move and you better pray for him. Radwin instantly turned into a furious tentman. It was clear he wasn't joking. To prove it, he fired a bullet into the ceiling. Then he pulled out five grenades from the bag, hung them on the visiting room door, and believed the door opened without hesitation. But he didn't stop there. He took four hostages, one cop with the gun to his head, and three others around him to prevent snipers in the prison wall from shooting. Radwin exited through the prison's back door, the same way by blowing it up. A car was waiting for him. He got in with one of the hostages and headed to an abandoned area where a second car was waiting. They dropped off the hostage, blindfolded him, tied him to a tree, and then set the first car on fire. Next, they took the second car and drove to another location, where they burned that one too, then jumped into a third car. From there, they vanished to an unknown place. You might be wondering, where did the gun and grenades come from? Like I said, Radwin was beloved, a millionaire, and highly respected by the gods.

He often asked them to bring him items from outside, and one god regularly smuggled what he needed. Among those items were the gun and grenades. The bag Radwin carried out of his cell was empty. The guard had hidden the weapons in a drawer they agreed upon. The guard denied knowing about the gun and grenades, but he was arrested and imprisoned. Radwin disappeared completely after the escape, no trace of him anywhere. But the robberies never stopped. They were small scale, according to him, just a way to prove he was still alive. Radwin was a millionaire, but he stole not from money. He stole to feed his passion. Passion, my friends, is not an ordinary thing. During this time, his face was everywhere, and he was planning to leave routes. He intended to pull off a heist in Switzerland, a personal challenge to break the myth of Swiss security. But a French hotel owner near the border tipped off the police about strange men staying at his hotel. He said the man barely left his room, and when he did, he looked tired. When police checked the photos, they saw a man with a thick beard, lawn hair, and glasses, but it looked a lot like Radwin.

It was Radwin, but in disguise. They caught him and sentenced him to solitary confinement transferred him to the isolation prison in the city of Valido. This prison was like a fortress, tougher than any other. No visits allowed, completely cut off from the outside world. The only opening was a tiny slot under the cell door for food, no human contact whatsoever. But that didn't stop Radwin. He told himself, I can't stop now, I won't show mercy, I won't quit. He started planning his escape. Imagine he was searched daily, and after a while, they even banned him from having paper and tend to stop him from drawing plans or even thinking about escaping. Yet over time, everyone thought Radwin had calmed down and reformed. He began acting rationally. Because of his popularity and a committee of lawyers taking on his case, he was moved to a regular prison where he could see people and receive visitors again. That's when his brother Rashid reappeared, but this time with the plan straight out of a Hollywood movie. When Radwin first escaped, no one put him on trial. He was innocent just visiting his brother like any other visit. Rashid and Faisal lived by the gang's motto.

We either live big or we die trying. There was no way Radwin would stay locked up while they roam free. Each visit Rashid filled Radwin in on the new plan. On July 1, 2018, the new plan kicked off. Rashid, Faisal, and three gang members headed to private jet hanger. They checked out the aircraft. They wanted to helicopter to fly overhead with a banner spelling out Jotam, which means I love you truly. They picked a helicopter. After sealing the deal, they pulled out their guns and said, this ride to run trip. Don't try to resist and make sure you come back safe. The pilot had no choice. He had to comply. They flew to helicopter to green open field where Radwin's nephew waited armed and ready. As they approached the prison, they threw smoke grenades to fill the area with thick fog. They landed, dashed through the smoke, and broken to Radwin's cell within 10 minutes, cutting the main door and locks with a power saw. They grabbed Radwin and rushed back to the chopper, which took off immediately. No one knew where they were headed. All this happened under the guard's watch, who couldn't shoot. Firing at the helicopter risked a catastrophic explosion inside the prison.

They landed in a remote area, switched to a disguised car, then to another garage, took a second car, then a third in a deserted spot, and vanished completely. But the biggest problem was the security cameras. They tracked Rashid walking down the street in Bonn. He was followed to his cousin's house, where a veiled woman was with him, but she wasn't ordinary. How movements and height didn't match a woman. It turned out the veiled woman was Radwin in disguise. Police raided the house at 4am and arrested everyone. Radwin was the first to be caught. In 2020, he was sentenced to 40 years in prison. That means he'll be out in 2060 at age 88. The worst part, he got strict solitary confinement with zero human contact for the entire sentence. Evaluation showed he was mentally normal-talented, able to manipulate anyone. His only request was to be allowed to write scripts, or at least to have a pen and paper. He told them I just want to write screenplays nothing more. He assured them no writer could surpass him. His writings would see the light of day even after his death. He said, the fraud and feelings I was denied in real life I now feel when I write,

just like my house became famous in reality, my writing will become famous too. That's Radwin's story. So far. And that is the end. Thank you for listening and I will see you in the next one. Hey, it's Bubba Wallace from 2311 Racing. You know what feels like forever? Sitting on a plane waiting for takeoff. Good thing I've got Jamba Casino. With daily boost in social casino games on tap, this is a kind of fun that makes time fly. Why not turbocharged your downtime? Play now at JambaCasino.com. Let's Jamba. Sponsored by Jamba Casino, no purchase necessary. VGW GroupFord, where prohibited by law 21 plus terms and conditions apply.

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