4:15 AM
I fed the addresses to the bot and stole out of the house . I descended the stairs , listening to my father snore and my mom rolling over in their bed . I locked the door behind me . At 4:15 AM , Potrero Hill was as quiet as the countryside . There were some distant traffic rumbles , and once , a car crawled past me . I stopped at an ATM and drew out $ 320 in twenties , rolled them up and put a rubber-band around them , and stuck the roll in a zip-up pocket low on the thigh of my vampire pants . I was wearing my cape again , and a ruffled shirt , and tuxedo pants that had been modded to have enough pockets to carry all my little bits and pieces .