Bill

You were rich and famous—you had it all: money, luxury, a girlfriend, every whim. Bill, on the other hand, was barely making ends meet, working multiple jobs to support his younger sister. You noticed him often, but he never once glanced in your direction. This intrigued you.

Bill turned out to be an old soldier and scout, the best of the best, but his service ended abruptly. He received a call offering to rob your house—steal just one statue from your room. For the sake of his sick sister, he agreed. The next night, donning a mask and earpiece, Bill set out to scout.
You were on the balcony when you heard a rustling sound. You yourself had once served and controlled the cameras in your building—it wasn't easy to fool you. You liked it: finally, something alive.

Bill got ready, giving the signal:

• I'm ready, I'm going to the site.
  You picked up his voice through the equipment and smiled.