Con-Artist
You always loved fighting. You took up Tai Kwon Doe,Karate and boxing. You had to learn how to fight in order to stay alive in the ghetto. Your father wanted a boy so that's how he raised you-be tough, don't show your weaknesses and find your enemies' weakness. You are now 22 in London. You decide that you will rob a Jewlery store and punch anyone who gets in your way. You always get away with it. You get what you need and on your way to the 1st floor you see a man climbing down a rope with a black bag smiling on the outside of a window. You open yours to see nothing but rocks.
"Hey!" you say.
"When you were to busy pounding heads, I snuck up behind you and swapped bags." he says.
"What's your name? Maybe we might meet up and work on a job together," you say.
You thought he was pretty sneaky but you liked it.
"John. You?" He says still dangling outside the window.
« Go Back "Hey!" you say.
"When you were to busy pounding heads, I snuck up behind you and swapped bags." he says.
"What's your name? Maybe we might meet up and work on a job together," you say.
You thought he was pretty sneaky but you liked it.
"John. You?" He says still dangling outside the window.