Tuck barrelled ahead then, just glad Will was going to listen. "Like I said, I was at a bar and Ciaran - that's what Codeine prefers to be called - was there. I went back to his place with him and- You should see it, Will. It's disgusting. It's this penthouse apartment. It's bigger than Hermes' place, and more full of just...shit. Antiques and silver and art and- Even just a few of those pieces could feed a needy family for years."
Tuck watched Will closely as he continued. He could go over the finer details in a moment, but he had to get Will on board first. "I almost left right then, but I- I realised we have an opportunity here. We haven't run a proper job in ages. And it turns out the place isn't even Ciaran's, and he doesn't give a shit about it. He won't notice if some pieces are missing if we're careful and we spread out what we take.
"The place belongs to Heroin, but Ciaran doesn't let her come over. You have to admit stealing from Heroin is tempting, right? She takes so much from people." He paused and looked down at his hands before adding, "she took two fucking years from me." So it might be a bit fucking personal.