Black Lace

Being no.one thief isn’t easy. You hide in the shadows; you feel lost and alone.When you steal from someone its like breaking a million hearts. Though being only 17 years old is amazing the fact I can steal better than many adults. But it is hard being always on the run.No one knows my real name, Olivia Grace Williams. I am known as the Black lace, Loose and hard to tie up.I calculate my raids to perfection.Your probably like WHAT! Not all thieves aren’t clever you know!

My first robbery was at 12, but not a soul knew it was me. I followed some men into the bank; they were about to blow it up but I unlock the bank for them. As a thank you they gave me money and I bought a house and lived as far from that dumb street for my whole life. I lived on Harley street, it was a glum city with really good security (But I still beat it!) so that’s why I moved.

My phone rang,

“Black Lace 5 minutes late, they closed the diamond expedition hours ago!” Mr. Rich shouted.

“Chill I am 2 minutes away!“I reply calmly.

“The nerve of you.” Mr. Rich says hanging up.

I tell Ronald to park by the back entrance as he drives away.

Mr. Rich is stood next to a boy called Dragon's eye.

“Sup Dragons vomit”I tease as he vomits a lot in the getaway vehicle.

“Grr.Anyway, we need your help”Dragon growls.

“Knew it your helpless,” I slowly laugh unlocking the door.

“Since I unlocked the door, I get the Cullinan Diamond ,”I shout picking it up examining it carefully.

“Fine I get the Hope diamond” Mr.Rich replies.

“Well then I get the Centenary diamond” Dragon grunts.

We quickly rush out as the sirens blare. A radio report comes in.“The Black Lace has done it again, made of with priceless diamonds.”

“It wasn’t just me!”I exclaim.