I kept low and stayed to the hedges and crept my way up to the back of the house to the main electrical box. I used lineman cutters to cut the power to her house and in any security cameras. I picked the lock on the sliding glass door. It was easy. I slipped in and started looking around for a while. I had my infrared night vision binoculars on looking for safes. I found a door in the back of the kitchen that was locked and it led down to a set of basement stairs. I crept down them and found another locked door. I picked the lock and opened the door. It was a fucking torture chamber/dungeon. I scanned the room and found a video cam and a couple digital cameras and equipment in a corner with a dresser. I searched the dresser and found nothing but sex toys and nasty shit. I emptied all of the cameras and took the sd cards. I saw a mirror on the wall and looked behind it to find a safe. I got out my listening device and started counting. After I was done, the combination was 15-21-6-18-82. I opened it and found a stack of folders and videos. I took all the videos, thumb drives and only the pictures and folders with Christian's name on it. I stuffed it in my backpack for now. I closed it up and went upstairs, locking up each of the doors.
I eventually found her office and searching the drawers I found more files with more filthy pictures of adults. She had boxes of thumb drives. I dumped them all in a gallon baggie. I took the labeled files with Christian only in them and left the rest. She had ledgers and books with combinations and passwords to accounts, in the Caymans and Switzerland. Jackpot!
I looked in a closet in her office and found a lockbox in the back corner behind boots and shoes. I picked it and found fake IDs and passports for the aliases of five people she has been. I took them, in case she tried to run. I found huge stacks of hundred dollar bills all strapped in 10k bundles. Maybe 200k-300k, it was running cash. I took it. I'll find a way to get the money to her victims later.
I found a floor safe right under her desk where her feet were with a rubber rug over it. It took a while but I cracked it, 6-18-82-15-21, and found a shitload of jewelry like a hoard, with three times more cash in bundles. There were more videos and pictures of children. I went into her linen closet and grabbed a couple dark blue pillowcases and emptied the safe of money, jewelry, folders, journals, ledgers and anything of Christian only. I closed it back up and put the rubber mat back.
I found her bedroom and emptied her jewelry box into the pillowcase. I found another hoard of videos and thumb drives in her fancy armoire. I took it all and checked all her drawers for scattered bits. I did not find a safe in her bedroom though. I think I found it all. I searched behind all her mirrors and pictures on the walls of every room. I put everything back to right. I tied the pillowcases closed, took out the duffle bag and fit them in there. It was heavy as hell. I slipped out the sliding glass door and locked it back up. I was never there but for the cut power feed. I left enough adult and child pornography to get her life in prison. I'll send an anonymous tip after a couple days perhaps.
I went to the neighbors and they had a lower fence to hop and I made my way back to the car slowly and safely. I got in the car, took off my mask but kept on my hood and drove to the rental place. It was 3 am. I grabbed the duffle bag, dropped the key in the drop box and took off my gloves. I walked to a bus bench and called for a taxi.
The taxi dropped me a block away from the apartments. I kept my hood up and kept my face down walking through the apartment entrance. The guard checked my id and apartment card key. I told him my car broke down and I walked home. I walk through to the elevators and up to my apartment. I locked the door and went straight to my bedroom bed. I sat down, shoved the duffle bag, after I flattened it out, under my bed and straightened the dust ruffle around the bottom of the bed. I stripped and emptied my pockets and put everything in my backpack and put it in my closet in the back behind everything. I tossed my clothes in the washer and turned it on. I took another shower and washed my sweaty hair and body. I was super sweaty from all that cloak and dagger shit in July. I hope I did it all the right way, daddy? I slept like the dead for the next 3 hours.
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