Kathy sat in the coffee house, waiting impatiently. At last, she spotted Justin's familiar figure ousing towards her. "Ah, there you are. You're late!"<br/><br/>She produced a small cloth bag, that held the contents of the jewelery box she had stolen last night. The box itself was still back at her house and would, over the next day or two, help to heat it.<br/><br/>"The item you requested is there, along with some trinkets and the biggest bloody pearl necklace I've ever seen. Plus I had to kill the bitch, when she woke up. I want extra, because if things get as hot as they did last time I killed, I won't be able to work for a while."<br/><br/>While giving this little speech, in a soft voice that carried across the table to the fence's ears only, she kept her hand firmly on the neck of the bag.<br/><br/>[ooc]Hi Markjohn, nice post. I certainly have no objections to you joining, if the others don't[/ooc]