The Drifters

He paces back and forth; hands shaking violently. He releases a frustrated growl as his fingers run through his hair. "God! How could I be so stupid?" He yells kicking the scrap metal; sending it flying down the alley. I take a step back, afraid by his sudden outburst. I have never been frightened by him before but this feeling of uncertainty was making me want to cower under the covers of my bed. "I'm sure whatever you did couldn't be that bad..." My voice comes out in a whisper. "No! No, you don't understand- I broke it. They found out!" He is still pacing. I raise an eyebrow in confusion. "What did you break?" I try to sound calm but I can't control the tremble in my words. He stops and keeps his focus on the ground. "The most important rule..." His eyes move to meet mine. "Never fall in love with your victim."