"Fuck! We have to go! He's coming."

"No he's not, I'm not even sure that he really exists, have we ever actually seen him? It's fi-"

Before the two men could continue their conversation, the sound of squeaky shoes could be heard in the distance and a menacing laughter followed closely behind. Neither of them would be able to escape the wrath of what was about to happen, and holding their breath they both found hiding spots. One of the men, wearing a simple white suit, tried his luck in one of the janitorial closets, his hand placed firmly over his mouth to quell any accidental sounds, while the smell of chemicals wafted from every single direction. The other, a bit less sneaky in nature, laid atop a few packages of buns in one of the bottom cabinets; he would not make it out alive.

As the doors opened harshly, once more the laughter of a clown could be heard ringing throughout the halls of the business, not able to be drowned out by the blood curdling screams of the man who was just speaking with the other. Ronald had claimed another victim, and he was soon to add a second to the list-- or was he?

"What do we have here? Ha Haaa."

As the closet opened, death was inevitable. Yet no death came. Instead, an opportunity was given. No more stealing of McDonald's brand hamburgers would be allowed, and in return, the once hamburger-only thief would be given leniency not shown to many. His run had finally come to an end, the millions of cheeseburgers and other such meaty goodness that he had pilfered in his lifetime would be reduced to zero going forward. So many close calls, and now the chapter was finally closed. At least it wasn't death.

There would be new opportunities for him now. Like that of steak.

Operation Steal Steaks

Josie was known for her love of finer things in life, like McDonald's and steaks, but while the Hamburgler had promised to never steal another McDonald brand hamburger in his life; he said nothing about leaving the other meats alone. That's when he devised the plot of the century, to take every single slab of cow from the Rubber Ducks HQ.

But first, he'd need to get inside.

"Hey, Rhys. Can you get me an invite to the Josie family? I'm out of the McDonald's game. I want to join up with you guys." He had known this man from a past run-in while they were both pulling off their own heists. Rhys was given the money, and the Hamburgler kept the hamburgers, but this time there would be no burgers.

Just steaks.

Would he be invited? Only time would tell. Maybe he'd need to prove himself first, but that should be easy. A world-class highwayman such as himself should have no trouble proving that he could handle the life of crime.

Rhys was busy with busy-like business so he told Hamburglar to contact Josie.

After that he went to his mansion who was known as the biggest mansion in Chicago.