The Beautiful Thief*
Gathering
It rained heavily tonight in Paris. Some people are comfortable in bed. Others are busy with their activities.
In a luxurious apartment, two people were busy making plans. Some paper was scattered on the table and a floor plan was wide open on it.
"There will be 20 guards. At the entrance, side door, old goods storage room, new goods storage room and auction room, each 2 people. The rest stand guard at every corner of the museum." Obviously the guy.
He is Thomas Locke. Brown-haired man with gray iris eyes. Athletic body and slightly tanned skin.
"What time is the shift changing? I'll go in at that time and disguise myself as one of the staff." Reply to his sister.
Quenna Locke, a woman with brunette hair and blue irises. She's a beautiful woman, slim and white. The younger brother of Thomas Locke.
"When I did the recon. I see every 9pm they change shifts. I'll take over the CCTV room, wait for my cue and you'll instantly blend in." Answer Thomas.
"It looks easy. We've done it even with 80 guards, right? And that stuff we got." Quenna said by folding both her hands.
"Don't be like that. All possibilities can happen. We have to stay careful. You know, this job is very risky." Thomas warned.
"And very profitable too. " Answer Quenna with a smile.
"Good up to here first. You better rest now. You have college tomorrow, right?" Ask the guy.
"I'm not a kid, Thom. You don't have to remind me." The woman said with a roll of her eyes.
Quenna left her brother's study and headed for the kitchen. He's very hungry. Since it was already night, he chose to eat only fruit.
•••
This morning Quenna woke up in a hurry due to bad luck. He simply washed his face and brushed his teeth then grabbed his bag and ran to the bus stop.
"Shit ! The bus is on !" Quenna.
He was confused, What should he do now that there was no taxi passing by. To order a taxi it takes a few minutes to pick him up here.
Then without a second thought, he intercepted one of the cars on the road.
"Stop! " Shouted Quenna.
The car immediately braked hard until the sound of car tire friction with road asphalt.
"Hurry up and take me to Cambridge University" Quenna said briefly.
"Excuse me? What the hell are you doing? Get down now." Said the man in the driver's seat.
Really?! Can't he understand a little bit that I'm in a hurry? Think Quenna.
Quenna turned her head and looked intently at the man who had just spoken.
"Sir. I don't have much time here. I will be late if I don't come to class in 5 minutes. Can you just drive this damn car right now? I beg you." Quenna answered harshly.
He could not think clearly now. Even he forgot how to ask for good and right help.
"Better you watch your mouth, girl." The man replied calmly even too calmly to the man who had just gotten a rude swearing from a woman.
The man grinned and stepped on the gas pedal quickly. Quenna was shocked and widened her eyes.
He forgets that the car they drive is a sports car that can certainly go very fast.
Did he want me to commit suicide? Is he a psycopath? Jeez. Quenna thought to herself while holding tightly to the seat belt she was wearing.
Unconsciously the man turned out to really obey his will. Now he reached his destination.
He looked at his phone and was shocked. In just 2.5 minutes he's here.
This guy is an expert driver. Although his heart was pounding because he saw how to drive the man. But he was happy because he was finally able to get to campus faster.
When he was about to get out of the car, the man pulled his hand to make his body sit back in the chair.
They faced each other, and Quenna almost continued in a sharp gaze of the man's black iris.
The man's smile slowly expanded and said something.
"I'll take my pay later." The man whispered in his ear.
Hearing those words, Quenna fell silent with wide eyes.