Books About A Heist Novels & Stories

And she wondered what could be in the jewelry cabinet that was so expensive that needed protecting when an actual Hermes bag was just lying out in the open. The panel opened itself, and Olivia stepped through, beckoning Abigail to follow after her. And Abigail stepped into the most exclusive jewelry store in the world, and the most exclusive museum. There was absolutely no way any of these jewels had a price tag on them. Abigail stared in wonder at the collection of necklaces, tiaras, bracelets and rings. She went up to one of the most plain looking jewels she could see, a simple necklace with a simple string of jewels around the center.

"I suggest a small-scale pilot investment to test the market first." My father nodded, a flicker of pride in his eyes. "You have a natural instinct for this, Vivian. I always knew you did." An assistant knocked and entered. "Mr. Sterling, the financial news is on." A familiar scene appeared on the television screen: a rerun of the scandalous Blackwood wedding. I saw Felix standing frozen on the aisle, Isabella sobbing on the floor, and the guests in an uproar. I suddenly remembered what it was like when I first came back to San Francisco.

I squeaked. I truly felt sorry. I hadn't orchestrated the baby-switching incident, but I did reap the benefits. Rhianne appeared last and immediately spoke up. "That's okay, as long as you're back. I've been so worried these past few days! It's Ives and Jeff's fault; I even told them to look for you." Over the past few days, she had been scrambling to learn how to play the role of a proper heiress. Anyhow, years of malnutrition had left her looking out of place.

On the day I received the news, I felt a long-lost sense of relief. It meant I could finally leave behind all the pain of the past and step into a new life. The card Justin had returned to me was supposed to have seven hundred thousand on it. I had planned to withdraw all the money and buy myself a plane ticket to travel around my country and see its magnificent landscapes. But when I went to the bank, I learned that the money on the card had already been squandered. The balance was zero.

“Now you’ve got me intrigued.” My lips curved faintly. “Intrigued?” “How does a thief know how to navigate corporate negotiations and contract presentations?” I let out a quiet laugh. “Just because I’m a thief doesn’t mean I’m dumb.” I continued, “If anything, thieves are some of the smartest people alive.” That earned a quiet laugh from him, low and unexpected. “Is that so?” “Of course,” I replied. “You think stealing is easy? One wrong move and everything falls apart. You learn to think ahead and read people before they read you.”

She had her eyes on their individual accounts too, and once she learns the inside dealings, it will be a matter of time when she will defraud them through their wives and make them sign the paper of power of attorney. While that plan had been set long ago, for the meantime, she itched to try out a novice ploy: A diamond Heist. Since a child, diamonds have caught her eyes and heart. It was the perfect time to rob an exhibit of the nine rare diamonds of the regional Italian Mafia’s. They were putting the exhibit for the marketers of Italy and Austria in their private land in Villach, an Alpine town situated at the bottom of the country closeby to the border of Slovenia and Italy, on the river

Last night Jewelry heist is the talk of the town, I call it heist because a 50,000,000$ worth of necklace was stolen, A property of the Queen of Buckingham, A national treasure that was worn only once and it was proudly stolen by me. I closed my laptop, gently sipping the hot coffee, A faint smile appeared on my face as I admire the treasure currently laying in my hand, I put away the necklace into the hidden compartment in the room and stood up to straighten my dress, grabbing my bag as I walked out of the room, My phone starts to ring and I signal at my house help, giving her my bag as I placed the phone against my ear "Speak!" I put on my shades with my free hand and walked towards my car

“North Arvenia.” The name hit like a bell in the back of my skull. Something ancient but familiar stirred in my memory. A news clip, maybe. Static on a TV. Then it clicked. The Velbruck Heist. 2006. Still unsolved. Sia had binge-watched a whole documentary on it once during her weird History Channel obsession after pre-school. Something like $120 million in unrecovered jewels. And the man who did it had just confessed. To me. In a moving car. With a ring and a necklace worth thirty million in a duffel bag, and two Armani-clad watchdogs in front of me.

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Peering at the door to see if the guards weren't looking, I slipped the book into one of the huge pockets of the dress I was wearing. For the first time, Noah's wardrobe actually came in handy. After securing my stolen artifact, I made sure to tidy up the crime scene. Adjusting some books on the same row I'd picked the first one, I pushed the other books together so no one would suspect a book was missing from its place. Mentally patting myself on the back, I smoothed any crease the book would cause and turned to make my way to one of Noah's chairs. That is, until someone's breath fanned the back of my neck.