More Than A Thief

Chapter 2

I was working on my computer, when I heard two knocks on the door around afternoon. I stood up from my chair, and went to open the door. When I opened the door, I saw one of my maids, Clara, standing at the door. "Ma'am, your father wants to see you, in his office", she said, and looked at me, with a worried expression on her face. "Okay, thank you, Clara" I said, with a 'don't be worried' look.

I walked down the long hallway. I saw the Mona Lisa painting, I stole from Miles yesterday hanging on the wall along with my other stolen paintings as scream and The Starry Night. The hallway was very bright and long, but at the same time it was modern build.

I knocked on my fathers office door before I entered the room. "You wanted to talk to me?" I asked, leaning up against the spruce double door. "Yes, please take a seat"

I took a seat on the leather couch placed in front of my fathers desk, and he began to talk.

"When you were out on a mission yesterday, someone broke into our warehouse and killed some of our soldiers along with stealing", he said and tried to act calm for my sake.

"What did they take?" I asked, with that look Clara gave me earlier.

"Your mothers diamond necklace... it has a little chip installed in it, and in that chip contains information about everyone apart of this family, that could destory us." He said, with a serious look on his face, and I nodded. Hiding how scared I was of me getting leaked to the underworld.

"I need you to drug a woman, her name is Tiffany Davis and she was the head of the heist yesterday".

A woman? That's going to be way too easy. I've drugged women lots of times before, and it shouldn't be that hard.

"You have to break into her apartment in Los Angeles, find the necklace, and get out of there.If it's necessary, you have to kill her", he said, and then we went through the rest of the details together.

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I got dressed in to a black tight suit, with a black belt around my waist, holding my gun and knives. I also had a thigh holster on, holding my other knives. I tied my long curly brunette hair up in a ponytail. I didn't take an earpiece with me because my father said It wouldn't be needed.

I got to LA with my fathers private jet. The flight was about 5 hours long. 

When I arrived in LA, I drove myself to her apartment. While I was driving, I went over every small detail in my head, that I've might have forgotten. That Necklace means alot to my family.

Not just because it has that chip in it, that I first of all didn't know about, but the fact that my mother wore it everyday from she was 22 till the day she died. 

It's meant for me to wear the necklace when I turn 22 years old. Just like my mother did... only 6 months from now.

When I had reached my destination I corrected  my belt, before I went into the apartment. 

The apartment was about 15 stories up, and made out of glass. It was beautiful to look at because it was dark outside. I had planned to break in from her balcony, let the balcony door stay open and when she would wake up from the cold breeze, she would have to close the door and then I would have to knock her out.

She lives on the second floor, so it's not that hard for me to get onto her balcony. I used my hair clip to unlock her glass door. I grabbed the door knob quietly, opened the door and went inside. I left the door open and continued. The floor didn't make any noise like wooden floor would have done. 

My father had told me that she had hid the necklace in her safe, and that I would find it in her bedroom. It was  2 am and I could hear snoring coming from what I guessed was her bedroom. I walked across her open living room with a kitchen in. The whole place was dark themed.