From Parisian rooftops to royal vaults — each job a masterpiece.
I am not merely a thief — I am an artist. My canvas is opportunity, my brush is deception, and my signature is the faint scent of cologne left behind in an empty room.
The following is an incomplete account of my most celebrated operations. Some files are missing. Some never existed. Or so they say.
CASE CLOSED
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Paris, France – Spring 1904
CASE CLOSED
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London, England – Autumn 1907
STILL AT LARGE
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Paris, France – Winter 1912
CASE CLOSED
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Monte Carlo – Summer 1915
CLASSIFIED
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“A gentleman always cleans up after himself… except for the legends he leaves behind.”