An hour later, he put the book back in his bag before taking one more walk down the block. From there, he and Pax headed back to the car, and home to the apartment he was renting in a much less affluent part of the city. After feeding the dog, and himself, Sean sat down at the computer. Logging onto the Internet, with a name that was not his own, he began his search for information on the three homes he thought would be the best targets. By the time he finished it was well after midnight but he had the information he needed on them and the owners.
“What do you think, pup?” he said after logging off. “The cream one with the swimming pool in back?” Pax looked at him in question. “The man’s past rich. He collects coins; his wife inherited a ton of jewelry from her grandmother, according to the information in the woman’s will. Nice small stuff that’ll be easy to walk out with.”