She looked back to the man. Shoes were nothing special. No logos or brand names on anything he wore, that she could see… but he was using his left hand on the touchscreen of his phone.
I guess that’s a detail that could give her something useful.
Southpaw; tendency to go for numbers on left side of keypad, eight, then four, seven, then one or three. One. 8471.
Nice work.
Good. And his wallet…
Southpaw, confident; wallet in left jacket pocket.
Makes sense. So was the code so that she can access his phone after stealing it?
He was distracted. She abandoned the coat rack and approached the man, being careful to stay directly behind him, in his blind spot. His jacket was unbuttoned, and the end with the pocket was draped beside him on the bench, the pocket facing her. Easy grab.
Finder’s keeper’s… o:)
Wallet in left jacket pocket; intended to help mask presence of gun holstered at left hip.
…whoops. Best make sure he doesn’t catch you. Or better yet, nab the gun too.
She turned a hundred and eighty degrees on the spot and walked back the direction she’d come. Concealed gun? Not worth it.
Yeah, that’s fair.
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