Gerald was generally perceived to be a nice guy by all or at least, by many of his colleagues in the factory where he works as security guard; very hard-working too. It was the norm to have the guard on duty each day be the last to exit. So it was on this day, that Gerald stayed back after everyone had left.
For some reasons, he was really stressed out, not that he had done work that day that he wasn't already used to. Anyways, all he could think about was getting himself home and taking a much needed rest.
Gerald closed the gate on his way out, and took the path to his left that led to a car park extension beyond the factory walls. On a normal day, he would've taken the right route, which although longer, afforded him some time to walk and think. But perhaps, this was no normal day, as no sooner had he stepped on to the expanse of the car park, than he noticed a shimmering leather right where his Boss's car was usually parked.
It caught his attention of course, so he strolled over and retrieved a heavy wallet, no doubt, his Boss's.
He opened the flaps against his reasonings and lo, right in the wallet were crisp dollar notes. Normally, he would have taken it back to the factory, and secured it in a certain vault inside the security office; duly returning it the next day. Yes, Gerald was that kind of guy. You could trust him with monies, for as long as you wish, and rest assured, no penny will go missing.
But, this was no normal day. Gerald, looked about him and gingerly plucked out the notes, stuck them in his back pocket, and lay the wallet right where he picked it from.
No one could really tell if Gerald was not aware that new CCTV cameras had been recently installed in the extension, surely, he should know that much as the chief security officer. That day had been abnormal and so had Gerald been, abnormal.

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