Beautiful Thief And The King
Back Steal

The news of Freya's chaos last night became the hot news of the morning. An artifact being sought by police was on a table on the side of a flaming laptop.

The sound of the laptop rang which indicated that what Freya was looking for had already been found. Freya who was practicing and hanging above the room looked at the laptop. It seems like he's re-discovered the whereabouts of one of his father's artifacts. Good, he didn't expect it so fast.

Freya shook the long cloth she used to hang, then she jumped to reach for the other cloth she had deliberately tied on the ceiling of the room. Freya again jumped into another cloth but her hands felt slippery so that it made her slip.

"Oh, no!" Freya shouted as her body plunged freely downwards.

Freya tried to reach for the cloth that stayed a little, such things did happen often. There would normally be a mat down there but this time it was no longer there because he could not rely on it continuously. The servant who had just entered the room was even surprised to see Freya was about to fall..

"Miss!" the waiter screamed and looked panicked.

"The seat!" scream Freya. The waiter was so quick, pushing a chair right down Freya would fall. Now Freya was convinced, she was no longer trying to grab the cloth and let her body plunge free. Her servant's shout rang out, Freya spun occasionally in the air and after that she landed on the soft seat yet she again jumped so she landed perfectly on the floor.

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, almost. Freya also seemed relieved, it seemed like she still had to practice more so as not to make mistakes while stealing.

"Miss Freya, there's a letter for you" said the waiter, who gave her a letter.

"Letter?" Freya picked it up and saw the name of the sender who was from a fellow Archaeologist, Gabriel. He guessed Gabriel must have asked him to go back to research but before he found out his father's whereabouts and collected all of his father's lost belongings then he wouldn't go back to being a scientist.

"Why don't you read, Miss?"

"The idea is always the same, I'm lazy!" Freya stepped onto her laptop.

The location of one of his father's artifacts he had found and the artifact was located in a museum on the island of Hawaii. The island's not far away and he can steal that thing tonight. He would not let his father's property belong to anyone despite being in the museum because he knew it must have been sold at a high price by the perpetrator.

"Prepare my things, I'll be off to the island of Hawaii in a moment!"

"You just stole, do you want to go steal again, Miss?" ask the waiter.

"No!" Freya untied her hair and stepped away, "I just want to take my father's thing back!" he said before Freya went into the room.

The waiter shook his head, he had been working with Freya for so long and when the incident happened, he was nowhere to be. When he returned, he found Freya was sad with a messy house. He really did not know but Freya invited him straight away from that place. It was done because Freya was worried that the perpetrator who had kidnapped her father would return because what was sought had not been obtained.

Freya rushed, heading for Hawaii. A motel he got because he was going to stay on the island. Not to enjoy the beauty of Waikiki Beach, but he came to take his father's things back. Freya came on time, she rested for a while and after that Freya got ready to steal.

A museum becomes a target, he doesn't care if it's donated or sold which he knows he has to get back. If he wants to donate, his father must do so that his father is remembered not a person who does nothing but wants fame.

Everything was ready, Freya picked up the supplies and immediately rushed over. There was no way that anyone could catch him, as he already would definitely get it but that night would be an unexpected event. Whether it's luck or bad luck, he doesn't know.

Freya moved back, hiding to a statue made of clay. The movements he made made the security guard suspicious, they were more and more on guard. Freya can only swear, big museums are indeed very dangerous. After the security went elsewhere, Freya again moved to the middle of the room to retrieve the artifact belonging to her father. Good, he had already obtained it but unfortunately, when the artifact was lifted, the sound of the siren sounded.

"Who's there?" there was the cry of a security who was not far from him.

"Damn!" Freya wrapped the artifact in a cloth then ran through the flaming infrared.

"There's a thief, go after him!"

The security men chased, the sirens that read inviting the police to come to the location. Freya keeps looking for a way out, she can't be caught.

Freya again cursed, some security has surrounded. No one dared to shoot because it could damage the items in the museum.

"That's back to us!" pinta is one of the security who is surrounding him.

Freya looked around, the only way she had was just to escape from above. The more security surrounded, they were ready to catch Freya.

"Sorry!" said Freya slowly while firing a pistol throwing rope into a pole above.

"Foot!" the security chief's orders were however Freya's body was already drawn upwards. Freya immediately lunged out from the open area above. He thought it was over but he was greeted with hot lead by the cops out there.

Freya kept running away from the hot lead that rained down on her and jumped down. Under the police was on standby and chasing also shot him. Freya ran towards the dock because she was about to escape from the dock.

A foreign man is enjoying his time at the dock as Freya runs towards him. Freya who panicked and tried to avoid the police shot accidentally hit the man so they both fell.

"Didn't you have eyes?!" the man shouted furiously.

"I'm sorry" Freya pinta. The two of them look at each other but the police gunfire resuscitates Freya so she moves quickly and retrieves the artifact she just stole.

"That's it, chase it!" I heard the screams of the police.

"Please bring this thing!" Freya threw the artifact towards the man she had just hit.

"What does that mean?" the man asked.

"Run if you don't want to get caught!" shouted Freya who had already taken a thousand steps.

The man looked at the thing in hand, a bad feeling. The police even shot at him because they thought the man was Freya's plotter so inevitably, the man ran to save himself from the pursuit of the police who were chasing Freya.