I bought a tuxedo. I don’t know why. I don’t have any money. I have trouble paying my rent. But I just had this need for the tuxedo. I couldn’t help it. At night I wear my tuxedo and walk around. People take you seriously when you wear a tuxedo. You’re obviously important. I walk into a coffee shop and order a macchiato. I sit down. I’m having a break from my busy schedule. Just a few minutes to myself to have a delicious coffee. There are so many demands on my time. I look at my phone. I write a text. I have a thoughtful look. People rely on my texts. They rely on me. I look at my watch. Perhaps I’m waiting for my date to arrive. She is a beautiful woman, obviously. My phone rings. It’s my alarm. I answer it.
    Hello, darling, I say. I’m just finishing a few things at the office. Did you get my flowers? Of course, darling. I love you too. I’ll meet you at the theatre at 7:30. Don’t be late. I have another surprise for you. Yes, you’re going to love it. Happy anniversary, darling.
    I sip my coffee.
    My phone goes off again.
    Hi, darling, I say. You know I can’t tonight. I promised Eva. We’re seeing a play tonight. Listen, sweetie. Listen, calm down. I have to spend some nights with my wife. You know that. She’ll get suspicious otherwise, and we can’t have that…    
    I lower my voice.
    …not after she just signed the insurance papers. You know I want to be with you. There’s nothing I want more. But we have to be patient. Soon it will all be taken care of, and we’ll be together, and we won’t have to worry about money ever again. I love you too, darling. Bye. I’ll see you tomorrow. Yes, the usual place.
    I finish my coffee. I’m young, strong, resourceful. Women want me.
    I look at the girl sitting next to me. I know she overheard.     
    I’m going to be very rich soon, I say to her. Even more than I am now. I just have to get my hands a little bloody. You know what I mean, right? You can be rich too, if you get your hands a little bloody. What do you say, do you mind a little blood?