Your eyes were set on the diamond before you. Shining bright and clear, your face reflecting off the surface.

Once the coast was clear… you swiftly placed it inside your pocket.

As you made your exit from the auction, you were about to take out your phone, when— it was shot out of your hand.

You looked up, and— ugh, of course… Cecille Ridley.

Cecille, from the rooftop waved at you with a smug smile before switching firearms.