The collapse of social order made theft syndicates less apprehensive, leading them to commit reckless crimes—stealing, robbing, killing, kidnapping—they spared nothing.
Bond still thinks of this time as incredibly delightful.
He tasted the pleasures of many women, in numbers so great he couldn't even remember.
He enjoyed gripping their necks, then venting on them in the most brutal ways; a couple of times, he accidentally killed them.
But it wasn't a big deal; he sold the corpses to the resource recycling syndicate, because there were so many starving people outside. The bodies would be gone in no time, not even a speck of bone remaining.
Soon.
The theft syndicate planned a big job—stealing a batch of good stuff from the Royal Museum.
Initially, the leader didn't intend to target the Royal Museum due to the tight security there, but this time was different.
Some insiders at the museum were willing to act as informants for the theft syndicate.
