Benji made his way around the building, inside and out. Inspecting each and every crevice, his mind drawing up plans and ideas. Large posters adorned the walls inside, Chloe Beale's face already taunting him.
Soon enough... soon enough.
He would most likely make his move tomorrow night that much was decided. There were a few ways he had thought of in approaching this task. Benji started with the first basis of the plan.
Baseball cap on and a small glass of scotch in his hand, he made his way out the back of the establishment. It was dark being around 9.30pm people were moving around with various pieces of equipment, clearly some of it was going in to the show.
Pulling a smoke out his pocket he lit the end with the lighter and Benji leaned against the wall. He stared out over the night sky, alternating between his smoke and drink.
"Sir!"
About time.
"Sir?" One of the men moving some of the tech equipment made his way over to Benji, "Sir this is a staff only area, I'm going to have to ask you to go back inside... how'd you even get out here?"
Benji cleared his throat and spoke with a raspy tone, "Oh I'm sorry friend, I asked the woman inside where I could smoke and get some fresh air, told me I could duck out back here."
"She shouldn't have done that..."
"Name's John." Benji lied with a smile, "I'll just tap this out." He leaned down and snubbed the cigarette out.
"Sorry mate, it's a staff area. Rules are rules."
"Of course, we have to follow rules otherwise it would be chaos." Benji smiled, "Is there somewhere I can just slip back through into the casino area?"
He looked around hesitantly, not sure if he should, but the man seemed innocent enough. He would be doing the drunk a small favour, his good deed for the day, "Yeah sure, follow me."
Benji gave a grateful smile, "Thanks. What was your name by the way?" He followed the man closely.
"It's Nathan." Nathan used his keycard and opened one of the doors in which he could go through.
"Thanks again Nathan, here." Benji handed him 200 dollars, "I just won big on the tables before, take it, you're a good man."
"I couldn't." Nathan shook his hand and head, shocked by the gesture.
"Please man, let me repay the favour."
Nathan laughed, "I just opened the door for you mate."
"I know." Benji stated with double meaning, "Please." He urged.
Nathan relented and took the money, "Thanks, you have a good night!"
"You too mate! Don't work to hard!" Benji waved and went back into the casino area.
Nathan smiled and closed the door going back to finalizing the last few things to be brought in for the show.
An hour later Nathan left work and returned home for a good night's sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a big night, his first break through job working backstage for a huge celebrity. Nathan was thankful for the chance to help around with the equipment and even be shown some of the lighting mechanisms. Pulling the car into the driveway Nathan stepped out of his truck and opened the door with his key. Closing and locking it behind him he threw his workbag on the floor beside the shoes near the door.
"Ah good to be home." Nathan flicked on the lights and reveled in the familiarity of home after having such a long day. Taking his credentials that hung around his neck off, he put it on the table beside him. Inhaling the smell he scrunched his nose, "God I need a shower." Walking down the hallway, unbeknownst a dark figure watching him from where he once stood, he went into the shower.
