Weeks have passed since my successful… well, I guess you'd call it a robbery.
I rolled the word around in my mind. It felt crude, too simple for what had happened.
It wasn't a smash-and-grab. It was a calculated, hard-fought acquisition.
Well, maybe not actually robbery, but claiming. Yes, let's call it claiming.
It sounded better. More dignified. Like I'd rightfully taken what was meant to be mine all along.
I claimed and escaped, all successfully.
The memory of it still sent a thrill through me, a mix of pride and disbelief.
Wasn't that a win-win situation?
They lost something they clearly couldn't protect, and I gained the power and resources to… well, to become me.
So, yes, I was happy with the outcome. More than happy. I was riding a high that hadn't quite faded.
Due to my happiness about the outcome, right after I finished I didn't go straight to the academy.
No, I had a more important mission first. I went straight to a restaurant.
