The Game

Victor got into his car and lit a cigar. The smoked wafted around his head, and he decided to put the window down so he didn't suffocate himself. A smile appeared on his face. "It's only a matter of time Miss Sinclair. Only a matter of time until you reveal your true self. You can't continue to be so careful now. By agreeing to this carefully planned proposition you have already started to reveal what kind of person you really are." He began to laugh maniacally as a homeless man began to wash his windows. "Hey! Don't do that! I'm not paying you for that. Get out of here. Can't you see I'm basking in my victory?" The man, quite saddened slunk away into the night. Victor went back to his laugh. All he could think about was how no one would ever know that he had tricked this former diamond thief into another famous heist. He had tricked her with his movie star good looks. Jeanette Sinclair had never said no to a trustworthy, good looking man. He had her now.