(http://thegodmafia.com/Merch/LS/images/LS_Guy_thmb.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Dean Rundstedt<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Jack's Appartment<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: see pic<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: none<br/><br/>He made his way back to his car, there was his lunch inside ready for him.  He has not had any food since morning, and the food in his car sounded great right about now.  He usually kept food in his car, because he would be out a lot.  He had business to run, people to meet, and others to pull into his business.  That took time, and lots of hanging around at the places people chilled at.  He knew the spots, he ran most of the places from the shadows.  Business owners were easily persuaded in such things, they wanted money and usually always willing to look the other way as long as they don't get their hands dirty.  After he ate his lunch, drank a beer, and finished another smoke he figured it was long enough time.<br/><br/>Making his way to Jack's apartment quickly, taking the back way.  A quick look as he crossed the front, to see that everyone was gone and probably already inside.  He got closer, slowly making his way to the side balcony as he did not see any around.  Quietly climbing up onto the second floor balcony, remaining low to stay against the wall and under the windows.  Looking up slightly from below out of sight, he saw the first window was to the kitchen so he went to the two windows on the other side. Taking out a knife from his belt, a small knife compared to some, but not a weak little pocket one.  It held a 3 inch blade and he held it out near the window, a small object that wouldn't be noticed he was sure.  But with it, he could tilt it here and there to get a reflection and see who was inside.  He nodded to himself, it was the whole group he had been following.  They had been focusing on the guy who needed help out of the car at the last apartment building, for some reason he had a feeling this guy was leading them and so had to know what was going on for them to follow him so blindly.  But he has been wrong before, though he did not have many options at this point.<br/><br/>From his pocket he pulled a small USB- Cable- Wire- Camera, that he used many times spying on people.   Including making his big pay out, of filming the girl's locker room back in high school.  Finding the vent cover that all buildings have, he quickly unscrews it and places the transmitter and wire inside.  Pushing the wire through the vent inside the apartment just barely, before adjusting it to focus on the group as he could barely making out some of them already starting to touch in their gathering.  A Mic was added, then the vent on the outside closed back up and he was gone.  Unlikely to be heard or seen, he was an expert doing these kinds of things.  The kids inside might be trying to go all rambo, but they were just kids that were probably ignorant of street and crime life.<br/><br/>With his hardware in place, he left it transmitting directly to him.  Placing an ear phone in his ear, listening to what was said inside the room  while he took care of some more business.   Sneaking from car to car in the parking lot, staying out of sight by staying under them.  He spent probably the most of the time they were having their meeting, using his tools he had quickly fetched from his car to take out important parts from all the cars and trucks.  Making it so they were not drive-able, but at the same time very hard to see it was messed<br/>with.<br/><br/>(http://images.excheap.com/imagecache/USB-Cable-Wire-Camera---Snake-Borescope-70131310293.JPG)