Chapter five: Lesson one
Kim and Shego sat outside of a beach house somewhere in Puerto Rico. They lay on the white sanded beach bathing in the warm sun. Kim found herself troubled by this, she was supposed to be learning how to be solo and here she was sun bathing in Puerto Rico.
"Shego what does this have to do with being a better thief?" Kim asked hesitantly. Shego propped herself up on her elbows and looked over at Kim. It seemed as though she had forgotten all about their deal.
"We're here on reconnaissance Kimmie. First step to being a good thief is locating your target. Do you know what's here?" She laid back down taking in the warmth of the sun shine.
"No." Kim said trying hard to think of what Shego could possibly be leaning toward.
"Well I guess you can't know everything. Our target is a very rich widower living just a few miles down the beach. He owns one of the few remaining Van Gogh originals left that isn't in the Louvre."
Kim rolled over onto her stomach and looked over to Shego.
"So you want me to go into this guy's house and just steal a priceless painting?" Kim asked skeptically. Shego scoffed.
"If that's the way you want to do it Kimmie. Personally I'd see what kind of security this guy is packing. You gotta do your homework before you get all crazy in there Princess."
Kim rolled her eyes in annoyance. She knew she had to research everything before she did anything. She didn't just swoop in steal some things and get away on pure luck. She worked hard on modifying former mission gadgets and planning everything down to a tee.
"I know that, I'm just asking if that's all you want me to do."
"Yeah that's all I want you to do. His place is the first mansion a few miles west of where we are. You have one week so hurry."
Kim cursed under her breath and shot up off the towel racing into the beach house. She hated how Shego gave her such ridiculous deadlines.
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Middleton…
Ron made his way up the walk way to his home, his little sister sat on the steps bouncing a ball on the pavement. She looked to be about six or seven years old now, he stopped at the foot of the steps and caught the ball. Hannah looked up to see her brother smiling down on her. She immediately jumped off the steps and into Ron's arms.
"Big brother you're back!" She shouted hanging off of Ron's neck. Ron dropped his bag and hugged the girl happy to finally hold his baby sister in his arms again.
"Good to see you again Hannah." He set her down after a moment. "Wow, the last time I saw you, you were still in diapers. Now look at you!" He pulled her into another hug before standing up right and picking up his bag.
"Come on big brother mom and dad will be so happy!" Hannah yelled excitedly as she pulled him into the house and slammed the door behind them.
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Kim sat in waiting on the beach staring at the mansion, the owner would be leaving for a party in a matter of minutes. She had this plan set all she had to do now was wait for him to step out of the front door.
"Okay Kim no big. You've been in worse." Kim told herself as she pulled her mask down and began her stalk toward the house. She stopped at the wall separating her from the massive backyard, pool and all. She leapt up and looked along the top of the wall.
Only two cameras, she jumped back down and walked along the wall. She claimed the wall and disconnected the first camera. She dropped back down to the ground and walked to the next camera repeating her action. After this she claimed over the wall and made her way to the house.
She looked around for the fuse box, this proved to be somewhat difficult in dim light. She dashed to the right toward a growth of palm trees in hopes she would find it quickly. She pulled out a small flashlight from her back pocket and pushed her way through the tall grass and between the trees searching for the cold metal box.
"What the hell am I doing?" She muttered to herself before her hand fell on the fuse box. She yanked open the box and shined the light inside. She switched off the power and made a mad sprint toward the back door. If she was right, and she knew she was, the backup generator would kick on in a minute or two.
She made quick work of picking the lock and slipped inside, she moved through the house quickly and quietly as she always did. She claimed the stairs and slipped down the hallway passing many other pieces of art work. The light fell upon her mark and she went to work.
Pulling out a pair of wire cutters she shined the light behind the painting. Sure enough the painting was rigged to the alarm system. She lifted the frame away from the wall to reach the right wires.
Once this was done she took the painting off the wall and separated it from the frame. Her time was running out, she cut the face of the painting out and rolled it up.
"One last detail." She whispered to herself. She pulled out her tread mark statue and set it on the frame that stay leaning against the wall. Kim had no time to go back down the stairs and out the back door. She looked to the end of the hall and rolled her eyes before making her way toward the window.
"No big." She told herself as she lifted the window open in time for the generator to turn on. She cursed under her breath as the alarm blurred. She leapt out the window and hit the hard ground in a roll before standing up right and running for dear life toward the wall and leaping over with ease.
She ran down the beach clutching the rolled up painting in her hand. The beach house was two miles away and all she could do was run. As she ran the distant sound of police sirens behind her, she ran faster in hopes she would make it back before the police caught her.
"Kimmie quick jump on you're running too slow!" Shego shouted next to her. Kim turned her head to see Shego riding a motorcycle next to her. Kim dismissed any thoughts about her good timing and leapt onto the back. Shego sped off and Kim took this time to turn back and see the red and blue flashes of light in the distance.
They made it to the beach house quickly, Kim jumped off the back before Shego can to a stop. Shego dumped the motorcycle in the sand and chased Kim into the house.
"What the hell happened? I could hear that alarm from here!" Shego shouted at Kim as she unrolled the painting on the table.
"Everything was going fine I was just too slow. The generator kicked in just in time to set the alarm off. I had to jump out of a two story window the least you could do is look at this!" Kim was examining the painting with wide eyed amazement.
"We can look at it later right now we have to get the hell out of here!" Shego shouted from the next room. She was quickly packing their things and collecting any incriminating evidence. Kim remained in her place while Shego threw the bags out the back door.
Shego began rolling up the painting and placed it carefully in a plastic bag. She shoved it into Kim's hands and pushed her out onto the beach with the bags and abandon motorcycle. Shego gathered the plans and piled them onto the table. She ran to the kitchen grabbing a rag and a bottle of whisky. She ran outside where Kim stood and stuffed the rag into the bottle.
"Thank god for good insurance." Shego said lighting the rag with a plasma lit hand and threw the bottle into the house. Shego picked up the motorcycle and Kim carried the bags and painting before jumping onto the back. They sped off leaving the slowly burning house and evidence behind.