The start is really short because I was going to do without it, but I feel for the sake of my short story i should put this part in.
"You did good today Neal, you almost had me worried that you were going in walk out with some of the jewelry that was in the safe for yourself." Peter smiled and patted Neal on the shoulder, who looked at him offended.
"Oh come on Peter you should know me by now… I only take things I know I can get away with. I would never try to steal under your watch." Neal flashed Peter a wicked grin then walked back over to his desk where Sara was waiting for him.
"So tell me all about it." Sara smiled and gathered her things then slipped her hand in his as they both started to walk to exit the building.
"Well I will say art thieves are starting to become very original. You steal a painting hang it on your wall right next to a huge safe where everything else you took is in. I mean I'm all for bragging but that was just stupid."
"Well they all cant be as good as you." Sara smiled at him and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "So you caught him?"
"Yes… and no." Neal took a breath before starting to explain. "We only caught his partner, we couldn't prove Anthony had anything to do with it, but now that we have him spooked he will make a mistake and then we will catch him."
"Or maybe he'll catch you." Sara teased, but she wouldn't know how true here words would become, in fact none of them could have foreseen the events that were about to transpire.
I apologize for the beginning being awkward, I didn't know how to really start it. But the next few chapters will be good, I'm never good at starting my stories.
