"Where did he go?", Edward asked with puffy eyes still after his steamy bath. Walking next to him is Azrael yawning, "He said he wants to sell some stuff, last night. Maybe he left early"
"Well, then shall we begin the act today? You know our schedule is tight. Tomorrow is the last date", hearing Edward, Azrael puffed his chest to a rugged punk.
"Okay, let us begin"
But then after stepping into the street, they planned to rob and started their act on the first shop, they realised something ain't right.
"Fuck off you punks I know everything about you. Not only me everyone one of us knows about you"
"Leave now, or we will call the guard"
The shop owners began to yell at them to their surprise, startling both out of the street.
One person who was friendly enough showed them the poster of three faces pinned to a tree.
"We knew what you guys were doing, look there"
"Holy Shit! That's us"
"How the heck did they found us out"