Yeah, if it seems odd that banking documents would be stolen. I don't exactly see what DW's interest would be in stealing banking paperwork as opposed to just money from the bank.
The crime is odd. I speculate whoever is behind it has childish notions of CEO's forced to sign over mansions, business, cars, artwork and with the stroke of a pen great riches appear for the taking and one slips out the door to one's new life, no questions asked.
I think DW is highly stupid. He looks stupid--I mean emotional IQ and common sense. Sure, he has splinter skills, a creepy rashness that has come through in the past, maybe some enablers who get him off the hook each time.
DW's criminal history (that which we KNOW about) shows a pattern: he goes off his rocker and tries to kill, smash, rape; he grabs a machete and a can of beer and goes for it with no forethought and no sense of consequences. He bullies, threatens, meat cleavers his way through a maladjusted life. He's cunning enough to get away with his psycho act because the jails are overflowing. Anyhow, for him, the law is not the ultimate deterrent and he doesn't learn because he runs on basic hungers for revenge, or sex, or power and he has to have those met NOW. I can visualize DW smashing or bashing his way in to a mansion, terrorizing occupants, and then after grabbing some goodies, killing everyone and starting a conflagration for good measure, thinking once again he will get away with it or like Scarlett O'Hara "I'll think about that tomorrow."
He doesn't have an escape plan. He doesn't have a blue-print. He doesn't have long-term vision, foresight, or even hindsight.
Whoever mapped this fiasco thought he knew what was up and had prepared for it; thought himself a masterful criminal mind, may not have meant to do no harm, but is blinded by rampant and shallow ambition. He has seen too many movies featuring grand crimes and in the end, the rogue anti-hero walks calmly into the Caribbean with a briefcase full of wealth, wearing sunglasses. In the last scene, he is on his own island with a Bond-girl, a private race-track, a fleet of one of a kind race-cars, and master of his toy kingdom, he's drinking out of a tall glass garnished with a mango slice, topped in a little umbrella.
I can't know what the plan was and what "they" had in mind, but sense how little they must have known of how things like finance work...It has not taken long for LE to clamp on, so no one involved is good at this. All are amateur criminal enthusiasts. I only say everything is on the table as to their thinking, though whether cars, keys to swiss banks, offshore account access or simply more jewels, furs, and money, whatever the vision in full, it failed to manifest.
I do think a major plot point revolves around cars. Or that cars were where it all started and a few key players came together.
I am thoroughly convinced LE has this one. They are cool as cucumber while sweating accomplices out, and if there is only one principal, making sure he'll never again see daylight.
In my imagination, though, a guy with a gift of gab is thinking up new stories for his next interview. He knows it won't be as easy as he had thought. He starts well, but finishes poorly, always tripping himself up. Lots of flash, not much endurance.
Just my profile fabricated on no foundation but my own imagination. I acknowledge I am guessing. And hats off to the poster (sorry no citation) who first profiled JW as a man wanting, maybe feeling entitled to, other people's hard-earned "stuff," but wanting an easy way in.
