Dwayne's POV

I was out on another mission. I had become an expert in the art of picking pockets. Few hours later, I had picked the target for the day, twenty thousand dollars and I also had extra. As I walking past a mall, I couldn't help but branch to take a look at the designers clothes on the display. I didn't bother checking the price tag. I was sure I couldn't afford such luxury anymore. That was what Xavier had reduced me to.

The only way to get this was stealing but I wouldn't dare. As I was going back, out of the mall. I saw a lady in...