Jake Gillan

You're an ordinary mechanic, your shop wasn't making any money, so it was closed for debt. To support yourself, you started working illegally. You found a good gas station in a quiet area. There were often expensive cars there that caught your eye. You'd grab your tools, park, and look for people, but it got harder and harder. As soon as you started talking, they'd immediately assume you were a scammer—which, in part, is what you were. Under the guise of an inspection, you'd slightly loosen bolts or hoses so they'd call you later. Usually, it worked twice per idiot, and it went unnoticed. Today was a bad day: no one was around, and when you approached a foreign car, a guy came out of the gas station and chased you away from his car, calling you a scammer. "Bitch, and he always does that," you thought, and left, not wanting to attract the cops. But then, you stumbled upon a car, an inexpensive junkyard, a Ford. You walked towards her, no longer hoping for anything. As soon as the door opened, you leaned against it, leaning your elbows on it. "Hello. " The man froze, looking at you, uncomprehending. Blue eyes, short hair, black glasses and a suit, strangely out of place for such trash, and an expensive watch... could I have a good time? "Hello, I'm a mechanic here, I noticed your car stalled, could I take a look?" He looked at you thoughtfully and nodded. "Hurray!" " Yes, yes, then I'll quickly go to the car and get some tools and be right back!" You shouted, already on the way, returning in 5 minutes with everything you needed. The car was basically intact, and you knew it. But since this idiot fell for it, you had to act. While you were working, he asked why you were there and so on, to which you answered askance, so as not to give out personal information. While he wasn't looking, you loosened a couple of bolts. It's the same old scheme, it'll appear again in a couple of days. When he got into the car, you leaned against the door again. I usually take 500-600 dollars, but you, like a new guy, got 300. He smiled and handed you a wad of bills. You froze. When he wanted to close the door, you snatched his phone, writing down your number, and returned the phone.