The session would last at least an hour and after that they usually grabbed a bite at Gretel’s, giving Robin plenty of time to investigate. That’s what he told himself he was doing anyway. Investigating. Robin hadn’t committed a crime since he was a boy, and even then he’d considered his acts of thievery a kind of social service. He believed it profoundly unfair that some had so very much while others had little to nothing. Especially when those with nothing dedicated their lives to building the wealth of others. He learned too, simply by observing their behavior, that the rich and prosperous rarely appreciated or even kept inventory of their possessions. So if a bakery shoppe was about to toss out its two-day-old bread, what harm would it do to intercept that bread and deliver it to a single mother raising four children? Or if the banker had sixteen jackets and only wore three of them, why not take the others and pass them out to the men who tended the fields in rags?
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