Short Story
Colt walks the route again for the second time. His face covered, concealing the identity of himself to the thousands of people walking by even though he probably wouldn’t be noticed anyway. It was the beginning rush hour. Foot traffic clogged the streets and sidewalks as everyone made their way to their destinations. The sky filled with smog and the dense compaction of people made Colt invisible in the crowd as he too walked toward his destination.Yet, today was not an ordinary day, it was the day he would attempt the heist he’d been planning for weeks. He continued on his route, turning right down an alley way toward his destination, an apartment building on lower 15th ave. He walked down the stairs to be greeted by a bodyguard at the front of the apartment door. “Id.” the bodyguard said. Colt handed over his Id, which in reality wasn’t his real Id. He had swiped it from an intoxicated man leaving the apartment a few weeks prior, and had it changed to match his appearance. He hoped