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Robbing a place blind was a cathartic feeling. There really wasn’t anything better, in his opinion. The chill from his gun was familiar in his hand as he strolled into the museum. The low level lighting gave the entire place a much…colder feel to it. His index finger twitched over the trigger of his cold gun, reading to fire if need be.
He walked up to the glass case, pausing as he heard footsteps. The guards weren’t supposed to be on this level yet, and he glanced over at Mick to see he had heard it too. His partner held up his gun, ready to fire at the guards to keep them back so Leonard could grab the diamond.
A flash of black came through the wall, like a living shadow. A woman darted over, coming to a halt when she saw them.
She was pretty. She wore an all black cat suit, her gloved hands twitching as she assessed the situation. Big eyes were framed by a black mask that snugly fit her face to conceal her identity.
“Who the hell are you?” Mick growled, aiming his gun at her.
Her red lips quirked into a smile. “I’m a ghost.” Her voice was melodic, the kind of voice that Leonard knew all too well. This was a kind of woman who could get what she wanted with a flirty glance, a sultry suggestion. He was definitely intrigued.
Leonard glanced at Mick, seeing a look of confusion on the man’s bulky face. Leonard wondered if the man was that dense to actually believe in things like ghosts.
“No such thing as ghosts,” Leonard drawled.
The woman laughed. She darted forward, her hand going through the glass as if it weren’t even there. She plucked the diamond out of its case, then tucked it into a small bag slung around her hip. Leonard heard Mick’s gun firing up, and he held a up hand to stop him.
“She got it fair and square, Mick.” He stated, eyeing the woman. “Let the ghost have her win.”
“Two weeks of casing this joint and you’re just gonna let her get away with it?” Mick snarled angrily.
“Of course not,” Leonard felt himself smirk. “I’m giving her a moment of pride before we take the diamond from her.”
Mick made a grunt of approval. “Good plan.”
“Now,” Leonard strolled towards the woman. She had a mischievous smirk on her face, not moving as he got close to her. He stopped when they were toe-to-toe with each other, and she cocked her head slightly as she looked up at him. “Give us the diamond, and we won’t have to hurt you.”
She grinned, all cocky with those red lips. Her eyes twinkled darkly as she looked up at him. He had to give it to her, she was incredibly confident. He always found that sexy in a woman, unwavering confidence.
“You’re cute,” She purred, leaning forward until their lips were centimeters apart. “But you can’t catch a ghost, Captain Cold.”
She leaned forward and for a moment he thought she was going to kiss him. His lips tingled as she made a brief contact with him, then walked through him like…well, like a ghost.
She laughed, “Let’s do this again sometime, alright boys? It’s been a pleasure—well—“ She cocked her head again as Leonard turned to face her. Her eyes trailed him up and down. “Not the pleasure I would have liked, but…well…” She trailed off with a shrug before running towards a wall and darting through it.
“What the hell just happened?” Mick shouted angrily. “Fucking ghost.”
Leonard’s mouth quirked up on one side.
It would seem ghosts were real.