Famous Thieves In Fiction Novels & Stories

She stood behind Felix with an ingratiating smile, pointing at me as she accused, "It was Spencer who worked with the thieves to steal the 200 billion dollars belonging to you! Those criminals are trained professionals. How else could he have broken through so easily? "And I heard it myself. He was on the phone at home with some stranger before this happened. He's in cahoots with them. When his plan failed, he pinned the blame on Chester and me. We were both framed by him!" Nancy keyed in a command on the computer. In an instant, records popped up showing me in contact with other hackers on the dark web, allegedly arranging the theft of 200 billion dollars. She lifted her chin and looked at

The thief said simply but Nicholas wasn't going to listen to that, he searched him thoroughly but couldn't find anything. "Give it back or I will make you regret it." He ordered almost choking him. "Chill okay? It's just silver." The thief said. "Why would you choose to steal?" Nicholas asked inquisitively. "*Sighs* welcome to Baghdad by the bay, you sure do look like you are new, or am I wrong?" The thief said to him. "Baghdad by the bay? Isn't this San Francisco?" Nicholas inquired. "Baghdad is a nickname for San Francisco it is still the same thing, I knew you were new." He retorted.

Thieves came in many different forms. Captain Barrington Braxton stepped to the side of his tent by the crates in the marketplace and folded his arms, his gaze zeroing in on the pretty little thief not far from him. He smoothed his finger and thumb along his mustache and beard as he arched an eyebrow in critical assessment of the thief. In his line of work, he knew the lovely crooks were the most dangerous. The girl was slim, and dressed in the plain brown rags the ruffians wore here in Selcuk, Turkey. Innocence was the expression on her face as she watched his shop.

And they have already begun to censor the surroundings. Zach went first and pretended to have someone to talk to inside, only now there was a guard at the entrance of the Battle Underground. "I just have someone to talk to inside," Zach said calmly to the four guards, gangsters as well. The two looked at him with a doubtful look. "Who are you going to talk to, Dos?" Zach's name is Dos in Gangsters World. "I'll just talk to Uno," The four gangsters looked at each other as if something was planned, and he didn't make a mistake when they suddenly released katanas.

Well, at least Kenneth knows enough to keep the egg warm. I look around, trying to figure out how I’m going to get the egg out of the fire so I can get it out of here. “I knew you would come.” I spin around, not seeing anyone in the low light of the room. He steps out of the shadows. “No one wanted to believe me, but I know who and what you are, Skylar Hughes.” “And what am I, King Solomon?” I ask. “A thief. The worst kind of thief. A dragon thief,” he spits, slowly walking toward me.

THE HEIST QUEEN BOOK 1 Intro; For seven years, Nadia Laurent has been the world’s most elusive thief. Known only as The Heist Queen, she has stolen priceless artifacts, infiltrated the most secure estates in Europe, and vanished without a trace. To the world, she’s a criminal mastermind. In reality, every heist is part of a much larger mission to uncover the truth behind her father’s murder. She’s closer than ever to the answers when she crosses paths with Roman Vance, the relentless investigator who has spent years hunting her.

"Adonis, do you ever wonder why someone would risk everything for stolen treasures? What drives them to become thieves?" Adonis leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on the distance. "It's a question that has puzzled me as well, my friend. Perhaps it's the allure of wealth, the desire to possess what is forbidden or out of reach. Or maybe it's the thrill of the chase, the adrenaline coursing through their veins as they outwit their pursuers."

Something told me this girl knew what she was doing, and she wasn't going to stop the until she'd finally broken me down. As if her cheating and lying weren't a sledgehammer enough. "So what do you plan to do?" I paused my rapid typing and thinned my eyes at the odd numbers on the screen of my monitor, heat rolling up my spine when the numbers failed to coincide. Just another person to die at the hands of the Cattanios, and this time, a thief who thought he'd get away with cooking books and stealing half a million from a mega sale of desomorphine, or better known as Krokodil.

One of the thieves immediately bowed and said, "Honorable Master Olivia, the murder case has nothing to do with our Thieves' Guild. We also found this suspect and wanted to arrest him and hand him over to the city guards." "Then let me see your sincerity," Olivia said. "As you wish." Two thieves from the Thieves' Guild immediately drew their daggers and pounced on him. The murderer also took out a hidden dagger from his chest and fought with the two thieves. It was obvious that he was also a thief. The two thieves were of the third class, so they were agile and flexible, comparable to top acrobats. Even though the killer was not wearing a badge, he was inferior and could not be of a high cla

The first thief that had exclaimed, asked. “It's the drink!” The second one exclaimed finally realizing. He was holding a cup of the juice but when he realized it, he threw it away. “What?” They all screamed, then looked at us. “What did you do? You knew about this drink?” The leader asked, turning to Damien who kept quiet to save himself. “You, you bastard.. “ One of the thieves stuttered but couldn't complete his sentence. He suddenly fell to his knees and in seconds he was snoring very loudly.