The life of a criminal isn’t that exciting. It requires too much stakeout and observation. Anyone who gets bored too quickly doesn’t stand a chance.

I sit here in my car looking over this one guy’s house. I had seen him in the local coffee shop talking to his wife through his Macbook while checking something on his iPhone. Something about them going out tonight. I followed him. It’s funny how blatantly you don’t realize the danger you are putting yourself in.

The guy leaves his house in a snazzy suit. Wish he had left it for me. His wife emerges. She’s quite the beauty. Red dress with black shaders inside of it, giant earrings, heels, the works. Glad I won’t be here to see how miserable she’ll be tonight.

The right side of their house has a porch that makes for the best hiding spot if trouble arises. I’ll need to start there.

They’re pulling out of the driveway. I’m sorry, but not.

All right. Payday starts now.