Lester's house, as always, is dark save for the lights coming from his computers and CCTV monitors. It's a wonder that a man who's made so much money working as the brains behind dozens of multi-million dollar robberies would choose to live in such humble conditions.

If not for the illuminati posters in his bedroom, the barbed wire fence outside, and the numerous security cameras on his property, one could assume that his choice of cramped living space in such a plain part of town is an act of humility on his part, instead of the oppressing measure to keep his identity and work away from prying eyes that it is.

Today, Lester is at his desk, eyes focused on the screen of his computer as he types away. From the sound of his muttering, and the urgent clicking of the keys under his fingertips, he is indulging in one of his favorite online pastimes: Petty revenge.

"That'll show you. You'll get what's coming to you, you prick."