| Fan Fiction |
by th1rd3ye
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Another new day arrived.
Leila scrutinized her reflection in her mirror. With the words “LOVE ME NOT” on her white sleeveless top and black denim jeans, she appeared just like any other young lady strolling on the streets, ready for a shopping spree.
“Now, with a simple magic touch-up,” Leila picked up her lip gloss and carefully put it on her lips. She then pressed her lips together, “Perfect.”. She then tied her hair into a neat bun which strikingly contrasted with her modern wear. Running her fingers through the short hair wig, she decided that that should be her hairstyle for today.
“Here goes the most attractive predator on the run!” Leila laughed at her egoistic thinking.
Swaying her white small handbag, Leila was busy spotting for a suitable prey. As if unintentionally, her handbag accidentally hit the stomach of a young man. The young man then dropped his cup of drink in his hand, in shock. Flawlessly, his drink landed on Leila’s white high heels.
“I am sorry.” Leila bowed.
“I am sorry.” The young man knelt down, with a tissue in his hand, started wiping Leila’s shoes.
Leila knelt down and began to wipe her shoes with one hand, while skillfully and sneakily fishing out the wallet in the young man’s wallet. She then took out a wad of notes at the speed of lightning and stuck them into her pocket.
“Never mind, sir. That will do. Thanks,” Leila had already placed the wallet back to its original position.
“I am sorry.” The young man apologized meekly and Leila just gave a comforting smile.
They then parted ways.
“Easy!” Leila kissed her bare fingers. She had not worn any gloves for the act then but yet she continued to sway her bag along her way …
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Ron Ng flipped though his belongings and scratched his head in frustration.
“This is definitely not a good start.” He mumbled to himself, frantically running about in his new house on Desiderata Street.
He just cannot find it.
“Where the hell is my file with all the theft cases that happen here?” Ron shouted in despair. His new house had been clean and empty but now, it seemed like the Tasmanian devil had allowed himself into the house, had an enjoyable party and then left. Boxes of papers had been opened and obviously searched through, files were thrown everywhere on the floor.
“Wow, chill!” Myolie’s voice rang out.
“Hi. Myolie!” Ron greeted with a frown on his face.
“Hey! May asked me to pass this file to you. She said that she had forgotten to pass it to you yesterday.” Myolie handed Ron a blue file with a label, reading “DESIDERATA THEFT CASES”.
“Great!” Ron commented sarcastically and took the file. “Thanks, Myolie. Want a coffee?”
Myolie just smiled and motioned for him to go out and have lunch with her. Ron then took a few minutes to clear up the mess and changed into a casual outfit.
Sipping her glass of iced lemon tea, Myolie stretched out her legs under the table, “so how are you going to start your investigation on these theft cases?”
“Firstly, I will try to locate the popular areas here where the theft cases happen more frequently. Secondly, I have to look out for ladies with outstanding appearances and that their appearances must fit to those of the descriptions given by the victims. Thirdly, I may have to try out a scenario myself, which is trying to make myself to become the prey for this rookie thief. Lastly, I will nab her with my own hands and bring her to face the laws.” Ron’s eyes revealed pure determination and his face lit up as a sense of excitement coursed through his veins.
Myolie just merely nodded her head in agreement, while admiring the facial features of the man she loves.
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Leila roamed and decided to enter the shop which sells all kinds of accessories. Picking out a few pairs of earrings and trying to match them with her attire now, Leila’s eyes shifted from left to right.
“Bingo. It is you!” Leila giggled.
She then sauntered to the counter to pay for her earrings. An old man was shuffling into the shop as it was getting crowded.
“Excuse me; can you suggest some accessories to me? I need to buy them as gifts for my daughters.” The old man politely smiled at the salesgirl.
“Thanks.” Leila smiled brightly to the cashier and praised that she was a really efficient worker. Leila kept her earrings into her handbag, She then pretended to exit from the shop as she wove through the crowd till she was near the exit, and then she skillfully managed to make it appear to others that she was once again pushed into the shop by the crowd. At the same time, she had already worn a glove over her left hand.
Her fingers, at the next moment, were unzipping the big black bag that the old man was holding in his right hand. With her free left hand, she managed to discover a secret compartment in the bag and she felt the familiar touch of the notes. She took some of them and crumpled them into her fist. Putting her fist into her pocket, she acted once again, like an innocent shopper who was being squeezed in the mass of people. The big black bag was then zipped in a matter of a few seconds. Her right hand, all the time, had been used in scratching her head and combing her short hair wig.
Leila then shuffled around in the shop and eventually escaped from the shop and her sins safely. Removing her red watch on her right hand, she threw it and her used glove into a dustbin in an isolated alley.
“Desiderata is just a wonder by itself.” Leila chuckled. She knew that the dustbin would be cleared almost everyday as people vomit into it, the poo of the animals were also thrown into it, many other unsightly and unpleasant-smelling objects were thrown into it by the residents nearby.
A triumphant smile spread over Leila’s face; she was totally oblivious to her impending danger of facing a big hindrance in her secret career.
Leila Tong, the rookie thief, will soon have to face Ron Ng, the senior police officer.
The game of hide-and-seek had become more exciting.
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BIG THANKS TO YUMI FROM ffaddicts.co.nr . =D for THE BEAUTIFUL POSTER AND BACKGROUND. =D LOVES.
cheers.
th1rd3ye