The room was as silent as a grave.
The owner was fast asleep in the room next door.
The sleeping pills she had put into his night drink were working.
She had managed to gather as much jewelry as she could.
Effortlessly, she slipped into the locker room.
She did not expect to get caught.
Alas! Luck was not in her favour.
She had not anticipated that his wife would be home.
She hadn’t done anything wrong either.
She was just returning what her father had stolen.
But the cops thought otherwise.
She was a safe-breaker’s daughter after all.
This post was written in response to the Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge – August 29 hosted by the wonderful Charli Mills.
The challenge is to weave a tale in exactly 99 words based on the given photo prompt.
Do click on the link above to know more about the challenge and to read entries by my fellow bloggers.
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