The Great Thief Novels & Stories

“Hello, Mr. Rivers, we are here to sell!” “Customers! I’m sorry for being so rude,” Thor said apologetically. “Mr. Rivers, what are you doing?” Beanie asked curiously. “Oh, you have no idea. This little brat on the ground is a well-known thief on the trading street. So many people have suffered since she came to the trading street three months ago. Nobody knows how many treasures have been lost and the place has been in chaos. Everyone is in danger. The main reason is that she only steals priceless treasures. In order to catch her, we did everything possible. We almost caught her several times, but in the end, we couldn’t bear to hurt her, so she managed to flee. This time, I finally caught

“All very neat and tidy.” “It’s nice when they work out that way,” I said matter-of-factly. “Yes, I’m sure it is.” She agreed. “But the thief is still at large. There were no fingerprints or anything?” I shook my head. “Nothing. He knew what he was doing. But, if he is or going be a serial offender, he’ll be caught one day,” I said trying to placate her. “His luck will run out eventually.” Our meals arrived. In the lottery of ordering, Kimberley Ashlyn Gere has triumphed. Her choice looks healthier and more appetising.

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I took a hard dry gulp, then clamped my hand tightly over his mouth, so his wails wouldn't be heard by these thieves. We were hiding behind a book shelf as we watched these thieves move around, stealing from people. I narrowed my eyes as I looked at these thieves, calculating the next move I would make, so I could be able to remove those guns from their hands. One of the thief was pointing his gun at the cashier lady to bring out all the money, she had stuck in the drawer of her counter. Another was shoving cakes and muffins into a backpack and singing mentally, I assume. Because he was shaking his head, and doing some kind of dance with his feet. He then paused to eat out from one of the mu

The smile on my face grew colder. Three days after the stream ended, things began to shift. Quietly. Then, all at once. The first to fall was Tyson. Early Monday morning, a piece of news spread through every class group chat like a virus. Tyson had both his legs broken. He was in the hospital. Rumor had it that the bag of 30,000 dollars he found was not lost property at all. It belonged to a local underground banker, someone known for being ruthless. He had dropped it during a rushed deal.

"But I deserved it." He looked confused. "He found out about the plan." "What plan?" "I have a criminal record, Nash, and you might be one of the best lawyers, but you can't save me from prison when the truth comes out." "Have you ever heard of the notorious jewel thief?" He nodded quietly. "Wait, that's you?" "How?" "I've been doing it for years. I've been wearing disguises that made me unrecognizable, and I stole jewels from the highest bidders who loved to collect them."

Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time. [Tristan lost everything he got from pawning the locket and bangle!] [He's on a losing streak—he'll never dig himself out of this hole!] [Now he's in debt to the casino for millions!] In the end, with no way to pay, the casino sold him to a scam compound in a foreign country called Melaynmere. With his legs crippled, Tristan was forced to use his hands to run phishing schemes. His very first target was me. "Honey, I've hit the jackpot! Let me buy you a ticket. Come join me, and we can live in luxury together!"

"Hey! Cone here, I want to search you!" "For what?" "Because you are a thief and might have taken something in here already." Ge said pointing to the bag. "So?" "So? Are you stupid?" He moved closer to the thief and punched his face. Hus fair face became red. The passenger then dragged him through his trousers and search it. "So, what's this?" He said as he brought out a box of pure Gold chain out of his trousers. "Ehh..and I know you for street. We go see no quams!"

“Do you know what gives me great solace? After learning everything, I have about who and what you really are? It’s the fact that you could never have been genuinely happy in all these years.” I held her eyes with mine so she would see the utter disgust. “A thief is never very comfortable with that which he stole. There’s always the fear of someone else coming along and doing to them what they did to others, or worse yet, the person who they robbed reclaims what’s rightfully theirs.”

Alexander wanted Theo Good to hear him as he was making the call. This retired archeologist had decided to cheat him out of the goods he had bought fair and square. He didn’t care that the classy-dressed customer wanted to pay $100,000 for it. The fact still remained that it was now rightfully his.