He had the perfect cover, working as a security guard for a large corporation. It gave him ample opportunity to be walking the outskirts of the parking lot, and up and down corridors, and interacting with all sorts of people. His schedule was changed week over week, giving him the chance to work odd hours. He had access to the video room so he could review and edit any footage that happened to catch him doing something he wasn’t supposed to, but that rarely happened because he knew where the cameras were and how to avoid them. Plus, as a guard, having passed through their screening process and gone through their training, who would suspect him?
So, he passed his days living his double life, giving the employees some semblance of security by being present to screen people coming into the building and walking through the large parking lots to deter illegal activities there, while selling drugs. Sometimes he sold to the employees but he didn’t like to do that. People using on site could lead to trouble and that could lead back to him. So, those instances were rare. Usually, he just had his clientele walk through the lot and he’d meet them between cars and swap baggies for cash, both then carrying on in opposite directions. Or, should the transaction occur close to a camera he would stop and make it look like he was asking if they were an employee, if he could see their badge, and then ushering them off the campus.
While the current setup was good, he knew it wasn’t foolproof so he had plans to cut and run if it seemed like he’d been figured out or if a sting was getting put in place. He also didn’t plan on working at one location for very long. He would request a move to a different building, a different business. He might bounce around for a bit, under the guise of the contracted security guard and then he would figure out what to do next. He didn’t need the real income. His drug sales kept him in more cash than he needed. But, having a legitimate job smoothed out some other parts of his life, like relationships and bank accounts and taxes.
Then all his plans went out the window. She, he would eventually find out, had a way of doing that to everyone she met.