JIM IS HIM

CHAPTER 103

As night fell, three young men who had their eyes on Bob’s house for hours finally began to approach it.

“Bob Shriner… his paintings were sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars in the past. Some of his best paintings were sold for millions, too.”

“Yeah. If we can get our hands on at least three of his paintings, then our lives are settled.”

“Why only three? Let’s take everything he has.”

“Haha.”

The three of them used some kind of electronic device to unlock the electronic lock system and opened the main door of Bob’s house. They quickly entered and locked the door.

Straight away, they could see many paintings on the walls, and it lit up their faces.

“He’s fucking hanging all these on the walls. What a waste.”

“Let’s pack them all and leave before he returns.”

They had a large van stationed outside the building, so they were confident about leaving after loading all these paintings in the cover of darkness.

They used machinery to efficiently cut the frames and take the paintings ou