She's the girl. I'm a ghost.
This is my confession.
— A Thief
"Here's pictures of five guys." I laid them on the table like a dealer at a casino slapping down cards. I showed her the men, one at a time. "What do you see?"
She looked surprised. "Are those Polaroids?"
"Old school," I said. "Always film. Never digital."
That's how it's done.
"We're gonna rob them all, and they'll never know who did it. They won't even know how it happened."
I've robbed hundreds of men. I'm responsible for the deaths of sixteen that I know of. Surely more.
"That's what the story's about. Thievin'. Wrenchin'. Droppin'. And worse."
And the best part is, you're in it.
"Tell my sister her next one's on me."