Chapter three: The task at hand
Kim sat on the roof of the museum going over a few last minute details if her plan. All she had to do was go in through the vents and find the vent to the room where the diamond was being held. Jump down into the room, avoid the laser sensors, and pull an old fashioned Indiana Jones steal the diamond leave the calling card and bolt the hell out of there.
"Nothing to it." Kim said to herself and she tired back her hair and went to work crawling into the air duct. She found the room easily enough and began to unscrew the air vet which she nearly dropped on the floor.
"Real smooth Possible." She muttered to herself as she pulled the vent in and set it next to her bag. She pulled out her now mortified laser lipstick and her treat mark statue. She pocketed the items and set about working her way to the floor.
Blue lines of light crossed in all directions on the floor. There was no way of jumping down without touching one and setting off the alarm. She looked around the room and spotted her starting point. A tall statue of a horse rearing up in fear, this was it. It seemed to be at least a seven foot leap. She reached into her bag and pulled out two compact mirrors. Kim pocketed the mirrors and jumped to the statue just barely catching herself on its hoof. She was right, seven feet.
She claimed down to the base and stepped in between the beams of light. She only had to make her way to the diamond across the room. It seemed the beams grew thicker in number as they got closer to the diamond. She took a deep breath and thought back to her first mission.
Deadly laser beams everywhere and all she had to do was reach the remote. It was easy then and it would be easier now. Back then she could have lost a limb, now she would just get caught. She smiled to herself and took a deep breath, then set about slowly walking around the beams of light until the number grew. She then went into a series of flips, cartwheels and summersaults. Under, over and around the beams of light until she landed just a foot from the case.
She pulled out the mirrors and set them just so. She had made a small path for herself and enclosed her distance between her and the case. She pulled out her laser lipstick and went to work about cutting the glass. This was too easy, there had to be a catch to this task. The circle of glass fell out; she caught it before it shattered on the floor and placed it in her pocket for the moment.
She pulled out her calling card; she had specially made this one to be the same weight as the diamond. She reached in and knocked the diamond off its stand and quickly replaced it with the statue. She stood silently for a moment waiting for any sign of an alarm. Nothing happened.
She backed away slowly and pocketed the diamond and mirrors. All she needed to do know was make her way back to the horse statue. She began her gymnastic routine back to the statue. Everything was going to plan until made it to the base of the statue. She began to lose her balance at the edge. Thinking quickly she jumped up and took hold of the hoof. She breathed a sigh of relief until the unexpected happened. The beams of light faded away, Kim looked toward the door in shock.
She heard the echoing footsteps of a guard headed toward the room. She cursed under her breath and began her mad dash up the horse and made her long jump to the air vent. She was in mid air when the guard made it to the doorway. She caught hold of the edge of the vent and made a great effort to lift herself up.
She made it up in time to replace the vent. The guard searched the room and came upon the sudden surprise, he searched around the room but found no trace of anyone being there. By this time Kim was already making her get away jumping from roof to roof until she saw her car waiting in a nearby ally. She dropped down the fire escape and got in the car throwing her bag in the back seat. She pulled out the diamond and looked closely at it for the first time.
"It's a fake."