Reo, Althea, and Clara had finally returned to Aspiring City.
The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting warm amber hues across the skyline. Neon lights flickered to life, and the city's ever-bustling streets slowly regained their rhythm.
"I'll be going now. Take care," Clara said, her tone nonchalant as always, but there was a soft undertone subtle, but unmistakably filled with admiration.
She didn't linger, didn't look back. Her silver hair shimmered under the streetlights as she hailed a taxi.
"Sure," Reo replied simply. There was no reason to add more She was never the type to appreciate long goodbyes.
As the taxi pulled away, Reo turned toward a nearby alley, his expression sharpening. With a faint thought,
he took control of his clone from earlier hidden and waiting near the outskirts of the city. Double-checking that no one was nearby, he gave the signal.
The clone shimmered for a moment, its form folding into the air as it vanished like mist.
Althea, who stood nearby, crossed her arms. Her voice cut through the silence like a blade. "Are you really just going to stand there?"
Her eyes narrowed, but there was no real malice just a frown of cold curiosity.
Reo didn't answer at first. His thoughts were already churning. Now that his stats had broken through to F-, the next logical step was clear he needed Money.
He still need too have good base or rather shelter currently his apartment Reo can't back since he didn't have the Money too Pay up
And The fastest way too make money is byTaking them.
"I'm going to steal," he said casually, as if announcing plans to go grocery shopping.
Althea raised an eyebrow. "Steal?" she echoed, her tone flat, almost amused.
"Not from good people I've got standards," he muttered starting to walk. "We're going to rob a criminal A rich one."
For a moment Althea was stunned She hadn't expected such blatant honesty Then with a huff, she slipped seamlessly into Reo's soul space, her consciousness melding into the corner of his mind to observe.
He arrived at a modest, slightly run-down police station nestled between two shops. Late evening had dulled the bustle only a lone officer sat inside, slumped half-asleep on a bench.
Reo scanned the surroundings. No cameras. No civilians nearby.
Silently, he approached the dozing officer and snatched the ID card hanging from his chest his fingers swift and precise. To his surprise, the man's rank wasn't low. In fact, he was a Lieutenant a rare stroke of luck.
Reo slipped inside the station using the ID and ducked into an unmonitored hallway. In a dim corner, he summoned his clone.
It appeared with a quiet shimmer already wearing the mask Clara had gifted This he guess but surely she should since she didn't asked back for it.
The mask worked as expected. As it activated it scanned the stolen ID and reshaped the clone's features into a near-perfect replica of the officer. With practiced ease.
the clone strolled down the corridor toward the records room.
A young officer stood at a desk, sipping coffee, but straightened immediately upon seeing the familiar face.
"Ah, sir! You're still here?" he asked, confused but respectful.
"I need a list," the clone said sharply. "Anyone wealthy with a criminal record who slipped through due to... legal technicalities."
"Y-Yes, sir! One moment." The officer scrambled, pulling a thin folder from a filing cabinet.
"These are the ongoing investigations and archived bypassed cases."
The clone accepted the papers, flipping through them quickly. He absorbed each name, address, and case file. Charges ranged from fraud and bribery to blackmail, assault, and worse.
"May I ask," the officer ventured, "what this is for, sir?"
"You don't need to know," the clone replied coldly, handing the folder back.
The officer stiffened. "Understood."
A moment later, the clone disappeared down the hall and back into the shadowed corner. It vanished with a shimmer, along with the mask.
Meanwhile, Reo who had received every detail from the clone stood leaning against a wall outside.
He chuckled darkly. "Marquel. Age 42. Mansion in Northwood Hills. Acquitted on charges of attempted rape, assault, and extortion Wealthy Untouchable Good~ Good~."
Reo did not stop and continue Reading more People who had a huge wealth and also done alot of Crimes and got away.
There's about 8 of them which Reo got quite fired up memorizing their Locations
The Aspiring City was Big even as a Normal City.
Althea stirred in his consciousness, yawning softly.
"Is this what will you do Everyday from now on?"
she asked, amused but unimpressed But She already Knows what's his intent.
Reo was expressionless while he continues memorizing the Clone memories while the clone was reading.
"yea kinda you can think of that whenever when we're tight in money."
He double-checked the mansion's location. It was situated on the outskirts of the city, isolated and surrounded by high walls. According to the file Marquel liked his privacy
too many secrets to hide.
"Let's pay him a visit."
He smile unsettlingly and weirdly at the same time making Althea get a bit surprised.
then he Started Sprinting Towards The Location.
He only Runned since he didn't have money too have another Taxi.