Aiden hands me a handful of cash which I immediately place in my pocket. Reluctantly he pulls a black bag off of his shoulders. When his face twists up in pain I assume the weight of the bag is too much for his recently injured hand to take. Instead of making any attempt to help him I laugh and watch him struggle to make his way to the table.

“Come on, you can do it Aiden.”

He doesn’t respond to my sarcastic encouragement. He simply sets the bag down opens it and takes a step back. He begins to speak as I pull the various items out of the bag.

“All you have to do is place the items in whichever rooms you want to access to. The cameras are all run on motion detection. It’ll pick up the smallest things from breathing to an ant crawling across the floor. Of course I’ll need to install some new software on your computer so you can save and access the footage at your convenience.”

I stare into the face of the radio clock attempting to locate the camera. I do the same with the surround sound speakers, pens, and the other various items. When it becomes apparent that I’m not going to be able to locate the cameras I set them down and turn my attention to him.”You’re telling me these tiny fucking camera’s are gonna be able to pick up everything she does?”

“Yes. That’s the beauty of it. The cameras are so small that she’ll never know she’s being watched, but when you’re watching her you’ll feel like you’re watching high quality television.” He never once makes eye contact with me as he speaks. Slowly, he reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a small plastic bag. “Put this anywhere on her car, and you’ll know where she is at all times.”

I smile knowing in just a few short hours I’ll know about each and every move she makes.

“Get out.”

Without another word he turns and heads for the door.

~

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

I continue to pace around the room as I consider my options.

Option A: Maybe I could just leave him there. We weren’t the only two people working the closing shift. They couldn’t pin it on me.