A suspicious man
Sean: PB, H, SB, A, E, T, S, OOI glanced around busy street and tipped my bowler hat downwards to cover my face. “Too many people for my liking.” I snorted. In my dictionary, that was no good as my classy black suit made pretty much every commuter stare in my direction. Standing out just made my work much harder. This was very displeasing indeed. My job, if you would call it one, required me to play my cards close to my vest. Which suited my style perfectly. Smirking to myself, I slinked towards my newest target just like the countless times before.