Jared sucked in deeply for a few seconds before exhaling, savouring the burning sensation the tobacco gave him. Right now he was just stalking aound a secluded part of the grounds, far away from the bright lights illuminating the party at the mansion.
"...damn you, Connor... Sidelining me... always thinking you're smarter than me..." Jared grumbled as he paced up and down. "Who the hell does he think he is! Whoa, you planned a heist but who's job was it to actually STEAL the goddamn diamonds! ME!" He kicked a can of beer over, spilling the brown substance all over his black combat boots. He threw his cigar down and stomped it out in frustration.
He turned to walk away but then hesitated and looked back. He strode up to the can, lifting it up to his nostrils and sniffing. "Fresh..." he whispered. He cautiously walked round the dark grounds, trying to locate any potential threats. He eventually came to a small expanse of river that was beside a small log cabin. He observed it carefully to see a small bonfire, its flames being fed tenderly by an aging man who, in Jared's opinion, looked like he had a few bucks to spare.
'Easy pickings,' he thought as he approached the campsite. As he silently tiptoed towards him, Jared licked his lips as he neared him. The man didn't even have time to turn around as Jared wrapped his beefy arms around his neck like a boa constrictor, letting go only after the man had passed out.
Jared let his body droop to the floor as he scoped out the campsite. "What do we have here?" he said as he collected a small, leather satchel from atop a wooden log. He emptied out the contents until he found an expensive looking wallet that rustled when he shook it. "Bingo."
He opened it and his jaw dropped in amazement. He pulled out wads of cash that had been rolled up inside and counted them lovingly. "...10...20...30...35 THOUSAND!" He quickly stashed the rolls in his pocket, an added bonus for helping in the robbery.
Jared picked up the wallet again to find more information on who he'd mugged. "Ooh, Lord Basilton," he mocked in a fake royal accent, "So terribly sorry, your Highness, that I've done this ATROCITY upon you." He laughed again as he stuffed the wallet back inside the bag.
"Hmm..." Jared's interest piqued as he browsed the rest of Lord Basilton's possessions. One obvious observation were the few beer cans left inside, showing the man possibly had a drinking problem. Some were peculiar: a single, red rose, expensive men's cologne, a couple of strawberries and some chocolate (which had melted since it had been put there).
It was only when Jared had bent down and pulled out a pink, plastic dildo that everything clicked into place- unfortunately for him he realised a fraction too late as a large tree branch smashed into his back. He crumpled to the floor as an attractive, 20ish stood over him panting. She threw the improvised club to one side as she went to attend to Lord Basilton (who was still out cold).
Jared tentatively opened his left eye to see his assailant crouching by the aristocrat he'd knocked out before. "He, he," Jared chuckled as he rose slowly from the forest floor. "You should have aimed for the head."
He jumped up and tackled the woman, both of them rolling forwards as they were locked in close combat. Embarrassing for Jared though, as he'd had the element of surprise as well, the woman fought back relentlessly, not allowing Jared to gain the upper hand.
After a few seconds of intense struggling, Jared felt a tingle ripple across his body as his vision went red; he didn't realise at first but:
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