Chapter One: The First Heist
The man's hands were illuminated in the white glow of his computer. His face was shrouded in darkness, and he tapped a button on the keyboard of the compute, bringing up a file.
"Amazing what you can get for tapping into police files," the man whispered softly to himself, scanning the contents of the file until he saw the name he was looking for. The file looked something like this:
Name: Roger Wilkinson
Age: 35
Record: Found working for a notorious murderer, unknown. Roger, after several days in custody, released useful information on said murderer. Police now have a good lead on the aptly named "Night Killer".—
That was all the man needed. He closed the computer down and in a matter of seconds was pulling a large black briefcase from the floor onto his lap.
It clicked open to reveal a wide assortment of weapons. Selecting only what he would need, the man hid the briefcase behind a secret panel in the wall and walked out to a Plumbers United van idling at the curb of his house. Upon opening the door of the van, the plumbing van was not filled with supplies for fixing leaking pipes, however, it was filled with state-of-the-art electronic equipment and a group of men cloaked in black.
The first man handed over a Map Quest instruction sheet to the van's driver.
Van, equipment, and men were silently driven from the quiet little neighborhood. The first man in the van smiled to himself. He so loved being a mouse just out of reach of the cat, tantalizingly in reach, then, as the lethal claws reached out to kill—gone. That was how the Night Killer operated.