Caught and Punished

I was going to steal a five thousand dollar necklace that I was pretty' sure Leslie was going to fall head over heels in love with when I gave it to her. I had to have this necklace; I had to give it to her no matter what it took. I thought the plan over a thousand times and at first, I was against it, but slowly each time I thought about it I found myself' starting to agree.

Finally, here we were at the shop about to follow through with the plan.

"Ready Nick,"

I glanced over at Bill who had spoken up, asking if I was ready or not. Technically, with my stomach in a complete knot, I didn't' feel ready at all really; but it was now or never. "Yes," I replied nervously.

Into the shop, we went with Bill staying outside leaning against a wall casually and standing guard as planned. In the event that someone should walk by and notice what I was doing while Steve and Ryan were talking to the clerk, someone would have to alert us as quickly as possible. I watched as Steve and Ryan walked over to the counter, where a beautiful tall blonde woman stood smiling at us. She had dark brown eyes and an incredible body.

"Hi, can I help you?" I heard her ask.

"Yeah uh...my friend Ryan here was looking for a birthday gift for his mom."

"Okay, what are you looking for?"

Their conversation carried on and casually, I walked around the shop for a moment trying to pretend that I was simply looking at the many different necklaces and rings and other jewelry. My heart was pounding in my chest and I began to panic as I realized I had actually forgotten which case the necklace I was looking for was' locked away inside of. As I scrambled around the shop trying hard not to make myself look suspicious, I noticed Bill eye balling me through the window as though he were getting annoyed. I tried to relax; I took several deep breaths and my erratic heart beat slowed down to normal.

Finally, there it was; my eyes fell upon the beauty that I was searching for in one of the cases on the far left hand corner of the store. Taking another deep breath, I glanced over at the counter to see that Steve and Ryan still had the clerk quite distracted with their false description of what they were looking for.