It was the raucous laughter of the police that woke me up in the morning.
Now and then, I break into a house in the neighbourhood of where I work during the day. After getting concrete information that the occupants will be away for some days. A well-kept secret.
Obviously, I had too much to drink last night, making me complacent. I had thought there was ample time to escape with the loot after a short nap.
I've resolved not to drink alcohol after coming out of prison.