Chapter 8

BGSB

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"I need food and her bills put it on me" he said pulling out a flashy black card out of his wallet at the same time his Hand shaking rapidly.

"5558" he said it three times that was all I needed to know, I comfortably had a genuine conversation with him, he told me everything I needed to know and all I do was lie to him with a sorry story.

He was an old man I'm not saying he's not smart but a pharmaceutical girl like me knows all kinds of drugs that could send you into a deep sleep minutes to hours.

I had some with me all I needed was other liquid to mix up before I drop it into his drinks.

I had access to his phone everything was going smoothly until I notice his card couldn't work online, while I claimed to admire his card my phone was recording, we sat down and ate I'm trying to make an online transaction with his card but didn't go through.

I tried another means which is to put him to a deep sleep and disappear with his credit card I wasn't going to the bank, nor ATM all I have to do is go to a cash kiosk and withdraw the money bit by bit with different cash kiosk until I'm told insufficient funds.

I did it and it work and I got away with it yet again.

I know jail is for me it might not be now but is going to happen sooner.

There is a part of me that believe somehow I'm going to end up in jail not for the crimes I have committed but the one I'm about to do in the future.

I am criminal and crime is another part of me that I can't escape from, I don't feel like stopping anytime soon.

I'm not proud of what I do but to be honest with my life I have no idea what I would've become without this crimes.

I have nightmares that if I get caught pulling me into a feds van, I will accept my fate as far as I'm not caught yet Crime is what it is and my sister knows that's my means of survival.