You were peacefully sitting in your kitchen, enjoying dinner as you plotted your next attack. You were about to pull off your biggest bank robbery yet; or at least you thought you were.An officer suddenly barged in and stormed into your kitchen.

“You have no right to be here y’know.” You protested. He quickly reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a slip of paper, slamming it onto the table in front of you.

“Are you sure? Because I believe this warrant says otherwise.” He smirked.