The streets were of cracked and lopsided cobblestone. Parked carriages full of wares lined each side of the road. Dense crowds of customers, traders, and hustlers bustled about their daily routines. Those who read about thieves and bandits like to imagine large crowds and obstacles as advantageous. Though needless to say, the truth always finds its way in the company of obviousness.
“We’re never going to make it with all of this shit in the way.” Tristina growled after bumping off a small time peddler of gold necklaces. “And these goddamned streets…Miqeul they’re so loose I feel like I’m going to fall through!”
“Calm down, love.” Miqeul said. “We’re almost there.”
“Do you even know how to use it?”
“Trust me. A child could do it.”
Another left turn brought the two within a straight shot towards their objective. The run down stone house didn’t stand out amongst the hundreds of run down stone houses that lined the slums. Yet Miqeul knew the house was unique if only because of the contents beneath its floorboards. Once inside Miqeul was quick. Like a child ripping through his birthday presents, Miqeul lifted the loose floorboard near the back wall of the front room and flung it to the side.
“Hurry up!” Tristina shouted through labored breaths.
Moments before the town guards burst through the flimsy wooden door, Miqeul made a triumphant shout. “I got it!”
The ranking officer amongst the three guards barged into the house first, his brownish yellow colored uniform standing out against the light greys and dark browns of the house interior. His green eyes instantly spotted the red haired thief jumping out of the window. “There! Back outside!”
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing?” Tristina whispered as loudly as she dared,
Miqeul’s eyes rose at the sound of the guards rounding the corner. “We’ll soon find out.”
The ranking officer led his men down the alleyway towards the two thieves with a look of anger and frustration covering his face. “All right, hand over the jewelry. You’re coming with us.”
“Now would be a good time, Miqeul.” Tristina pleaded.