Her accomplice looked bewildered seeing the man who was approaching the girl
was now talking to her. She heaved a long sigh. You have to settle this by your
own. I can’t help you, she thought. The girl was shocked by the voice of a man appearing
suddenly from her back. Composed as she always been, she took a deep breath and
answered him.
“Yes. Still, I thought the other portrait by the corridor is better,
considering both of them were painted by the same person.” Her voice came out
clear and confident. Just as she planned. Her eyes still fixed at the portraits.
She didn’t dare to looked at him. Criminal’s guilt, perhaps. Luckily, she was
not ignorant in the subject. So, she can actually answered him.
His eyes widen and then he smirked. “You must be an expert in arts. You knew
this portraits and the other one by the corridor were painted by the same
person. Not all acknowledge it,” he sounded amused.
“I took Heritage Study in college. So, I do know some stuff”. Her lips
twitched, she was smirking back at him. But the man unaware of it, smacked his
forehead.
“Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. Matt Hentz. My family owns this museum
and apparently I work here as the manager. And you are?” he raised one of his
eyebrows as held out his right hand. I was left with no choice but to take his
hand.
“I’m Crys,” she said, putting a big fake smile. He was too big-headed. As
if I don’t know him. His smug face was all over the news. Not to mention his
scandal with the mayor’s daughter. After that, she continued to stare back at
the portrait, as if the portrait was a lot more amusing than him to her. He left after he noticed that the girl doesn’t
want to be disturbed. Serve him right. Not all woman will came drooling after
him. Her accomplice, the black-haired girl approached her.
“We better do this quick. I am afraid that he might come again”, she
whispered. Both of them nodded in agreement, separated according to the plan.
In the speed of light, the girls snatched the portraits, one portraits for each
of them. As soon as the portraits left the wall, the alarm rang. Still they
don’t look panic. It is as if they were expected this was going to happen.
The best thing of stealing is that the feeling beforehand. The feeling of
adrenaline rushed through the body when they knew perfectly nobody can catch
them. Sneering as they make an escape, they knew that they have won today.
Upon hearing the alarm, all the people were in panic, rushing toward the
exit. Both of them took advantage of the situation and blend in the crowd
toward the exit.
