Chapter 09 Planning

Chapter 09 Planning

I personally didn’t like her very much. Yea I get that she’s pretty and all but the person she was on the inside was awful. Every storyline that tried to make her more sympathetic like her abusive father I didn’t care much about. She cheated on someone in every single one of the Spiderman trilogy and it left a permanent bad impression of her on me.

Every timeline where Mary Jane and Peter get together makes it hard for me to read. Thank god they just made her the object of Peter’s affection that never noticed him in high school. She was only briefly mentioned in one of Peter’s latest comics and it was about her trying to be an actress while working as a waitress. She was dating Harry but they broke up and now she’s dating John Jameson.

At least that was what I thought until someone that wasn’t an astronaut came up behind her and kissed her on her neck. So she was at least cheating on her astronaut boyfriend right now. I would never date someone like her but... If she was willing to sleep around it might just be my turn soon.

I didn’t want to waste any time trying to seduce her so the moment I came into some money I’d just offer her more than she could refuse to sleep with me. Speaking of beauties, I needed to find some of the women I’d like to start having sex with on the regular.

The gate was automated and there were no guards on the outside of the mansion. There were cameras but they didn’t have overlapping coverage meaning I could sneak through where they didn’t reach. The inside most likely had cameras meaning the moment I entered the mansion I’d be on a timer.

If I were to wait until the cars left I would have eight to ten less people to deal with inside. If Penguin lived in the mansion he hadn’t left since I started casing it. Finally the police kept a constant watch of the outside of the mansion meaning they were probably bought and paid for by the gangsters.

This was really a multi person job but I couldn’t trust anyone else currently. If I were to chase after one of the cat burglar women on my list these types of jobs would be easier but at the same time I didn’t plan on needing to do too many of them. Finally I stole supplies I needed to push the mission success rate up.

As I waited for night to come for me to put my plan into motion I heard a knock on my door. One of the few people I didn’t want to see at my door came in as I opened it. She sat on the stolen bean bag chair I had pointing towards my stolen TV. She rotated the chair to face me before saying.

“Black hair suits you. So that sex thing you do. How does it work exactly?”