New Story. I don't really want to talk about my others.... Moxie will probably be wrapped up quickly because I'm just not liking it anymore. No idea what's going on with I'm No Angel. Sigh, I'm on the Writer's Coffee Shop...go to the library and check me out. Review please.
I don't own Twilight.
March 29, 2010
Chicago's Field Museum
10:47 p.m.
Get in, get out. The 407.48-carat Incomparable Diamond being stored in vault C until tomorrow morning. One shot to get in and get out. The girl climbs through the ventilation shafts until she's over the vault. She sprays the air with a mixture to show the laser alerts. She won't want to be caught. She daintily makes her way down through the lasers and then across to the shut off. She punches in the code she heard the new security guard repeating earlier. Bingo, the lasers go down along with the case security. She makes her way to the Incomparable Diamond's black case. She uses the key she stole from the new security guard, they really shouldn't higher new people at a time like this. She takes the diamond out placing it in a protective bag. She tucks in safely into an inside pocket. The girl's breathing stops when she hears footsteps. She quickly climbs onto the shelf next to the vent before the door opens. The intruder stops confused. The girl smirks, she has what he wants. She quietly takes out a stone, never know when you'll need one, knowing one press of any button on the shut off will turn the lasers back on. The girl waits until the male intruder makes his way over to the black case. He picks the lock and opens it.
"Looking for something," the girl speaks up. The male turns around quickly. Oh this gets better and better. It's Masen's kid, trying to work his way up organized crime to take his daddy's spot. The girl is spinning the diamond in her hand. Masen's kid can see the little light there is reflecting off it.
"Who are you?" Masen's kid asked. The girl puts the diamond back into her pocket.
"Doesn't matter, have fun. We'll be seeing each other real soon," the girl says throwing the stone at the shut off and jumping into the vent before the door automatically closes. She climbs quietly and swiftly through the vents. She drops out of a vent right in front of the back doors of the museum. She smirks at all the guards running towards the vault. She places the key on the security desk and leaves freely through the back doors. She goes around the block to her motorcycle, a silver 2010 Vyrus 987 C3 4V. She makes one more check to ensure she has the diamond and speeds off.
Meanwhile Masen's kid, Edward, is making his way out of the museum; hiding around corners and staying out of the way of the cameras. He finally makes it to freedom and jumps into his Bugatti Veyron. He drives until he is far away from the museum before pulling over. He calls his father, Edward Masen Sr.
"What?" his father barks in the phone.
"Someone else wanted the diamond, I don't know how they got in but they were there before me. They turned the lasers on, on me and I was almost caught," Edward admitted.
His father sighed into the phone, "Anyone you recognize?"
"No, a girl, young, said we'll be seeing each other around," Edward replied frustrated.
"Must be working alone, we don't hired girls, never seen Cullen have a girl," his father replied, "What'd she look like? We need keep our eyes open."
"I didn't get a good look at her but she has a small frame and the voice is one you definitely don't forget. It was dark in the room so that's all I got from her," Edward replied.
"Head home, we'll discuss this further. No punishment," his father said hanging up on him. Edward let out a sigh of relief and restarted the car and headed home.
The girl was headed back to her home, technically. She parked the motorcycle on the driveway of the grand house before knocking on the door.
"Name your purpose," a man said gruffly through a small slit in the door.
"Tell Carlisle, his precious has him a present," the girl said sarcastically. The door opened immediately.
"Sorry about that," the guard said, "never can be too careful."
"Sure, sure Emmett, move," the girl said pushing her way in. She removed the gloves she had been wear for the robbery. She walked through the house before hitting a hidden doorway that lead to stairs. She made her descent into the darkness and right through a set of large dark wooden double doors.
"Hello," Carlisle greeted not even looking up. He knows who it is by the disregard of knocking.
The girl hummed before reaching into her pocket, "The Incomparable Diamond."
Carlisle looked up in surprise, "Really?"
"Yes, really I didn't train for nothing," the girl huffed. Carlisle shot her a look before taking the bag from her. He opened it up and began inspecting the diamond.
"Perfect condition, I met one of Masen's men by the way," the girl said smirking. Carlisle motioned her to continue.
"Oh just Edward Masen Jr.," the girl said nonchalantly while looking around. Carlise's head shot up at this.
"How'd that go?" Carlisle asked.
"Well, I beat him to the diamond, so I'd say we aren't going to be very pleasant with each other," the girl replied.
"Of course not, how'd you get in?" Carlisle asked curiously.
"New guard, an idiot at that, was repeating the laser shut off code. Plus I jacked his key to the case when he wasn't looking," the girl replied, "then used the ventilation vents."
"Inventive, Edward took the hallways?" Carlisle asked.
"Well he didn't use the vents," the girl retorted. Carlisle shot her another look which she rolled her eyes at.
"How much do you want?" Carlisle asked.
"School," the girl replied.
"School?" Carlisle repeated confused.
"I want to go to school," the girl said slowly.
"You can't, it's dangerous," Carlisle replied shaking his head.
"Yes I can, I have a plan," the girl said.
"What?" Carlisle asked wearily. The girl explained her plan and Carlisle was surprised to say it would work.
"Fine," Carlisle said in defeat, "but if it messes with your work your out."
"Thank you!" the girl screeched and Carlisle marveled that this was the first time he saw her really happy in a very long time.
"You need to go school shopping. You'll start Wednesday," Carlisle said. He couldn't believe he was allowing this.
"You're the best!" the girl shouted as she ran out of the room.
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