Criminal *completed*

Chapter eight

At seven o'clock Beck got up and started cooking breakfast. How he was even able to function right now. Almost as though she had smelt the food that when Ola turned up.
"Morning." She said clearly trying to forget what happened yesterday.
"D-do you want to know w-what we found out?" Beck asked serving breakfast.
"Yeah." I'm intrigued as to what they learnt.
"W-we this max c-character is 30, no wife no kids no local family. He u-usually hangs out in a local pub and luckily f-for us he is a-attending a party there next week," he takes a seat opposite me.
"How is that lucky?" I inquire.
"He is a lonely 30 year old if a beautiful 21 year old started flirting with him and asking to come home with him he's hardly gonna refuse," Beck explained. My face broke out in to a smile.
"That's where my intel comes in," Ola chimed in.
"So I found out that each floor of the complex has a camera outside of the lift and on the stair wells, so if you turn up with him the camera will obviously see you. So I took a look in to security and it turns out they have a new security guard starting on the night of the party. And here's the good bit they've never seen his picture or met him. So last night I paid him a visit and he's never gonna turn up at the job. Instead beck will be there and he'll make sure you're never caught on camera." Now all of us were smiling. This might just work. Now we just needed to get everything ready for my evening with Max Thomas.