The heist was a success. The three Vermeers were stolen and then passed off to their fence who handled the deal from there on out. A few days pass, and then there is money in their hands. This was easy. Child's play. Whether or not they were challenged enough is not an issue. The fact is they succeeded, they got their money. Isn't that all that matters? For some, maybe.
It is Wednesday, February 13th now. The week seems slow compared to the rush of the weekend. On a table in the dining room in HQ sits a letter. No one is watching it. It seems forgotten, as if it belongs to no one.
This is what is on the paper:
To the RAT
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— C
It changes everything.










