Chapter 15
St. Petersburg, FL
THE BURGLAR HAD chosen a spot on a side street near its intersection with the street on which his next target resided. His vantage point gave him a clear view of the target driveway, and his patience was ultimately rewarded when he saw an old Jaguar sedan back carefully down the driveway and head south in the general direction of downtown St. Petersburg. Remembering what had happened in a certain gated community in Jacksonville, he waited a full thirty minutes before he slipped into the shadows and down the alley toward his goal.
It took him only a couple of minutes to loosen enough of the glass louvers in the jalousie windows to gain entry through the sunroom of the house. Once inside, he quickly gathered two bags of expensive artsy-fartsy goodies, along w
