Shadow thief

That had to be an easy job. The Shadow Thief hadn't even had to follow the girl to find out her schedule, it had been emailed to him. It was a predictable schedule, always the same. Bored. He sighed, almost sorry for what he was about to do. Every day, the girl left her office at 5.30 and walked half a block to the coffee shop on the corner, bought a large cappuccino, and headed to the parking lot behind the building. It took about fifteen minutes and that was enough for him. He had planned to intercept the girl when she went to the parking lot, it was the easiest because she left the company two hours before the rest of the workers, so the parking lot would be empty. He just had to scare her a little, do something that would make her give him what he wanted without resistance. It had to be an easy job and; however, he had been waiting for twenty minutes hidden behind a column and the girl did not appear. The Shadow Thief hated waiting. No, what he really hated was having to sit still for a long time. Move or die was his motto, and of course, he didn't feel like dying yet. He thought about checking the email her client had sent him again, thinking that maybe he had gotten the wrong time, even though he was never wrong about that kind of stuff. However, before he could get the phone out of his coat pocket, he heard the sound of heels approaching. He pulled on his hood, trying to cover his face, and ran his gaze over the woman. The girl was still holding the paper cup of half-drunk coffee; in her other hand, she held a car keys and a huge chocolate chip cookie. He cursed under his breath, the cookie reminded him that he was hungry. His client had told him the name of his victim, but he couldn't remember it, it was something like Leah or Leslie. If he had to remember the names of all his clients or jobs he would have gone crazy. Usually, he wasn't interested in observing the people he worked with, but something about her caught his eye. Maybe it was the princess attitude with which she walked on those giant heels, or that her brown eyes moved from side to side, alert. He had the feeling that, somehow, she was waiting for him. He put his hands in the pockets of his coat and came out of his hiding place, following her with his head bowed. She glanced at him over her shoulder and quickened her pace. The Shadow Thief saw her shoulders stiffen and a pang of guilt made him curse, to tell the truth, he didn't like to harass defenseless girls. The girl Leah turned a corner and continued walking in the direction of the preferential parking spaces of the building, in which there were only a couple of parked cars.  He saw her take a bite of the chocolate cookie before pressing the car key and making the lights of one of the vehicles blink. Leah's body relaxed as she stood in front of her car, she put the cookie on the roof of the car and opened the door. The Shadow Thief held his breath before she could get inside, he grabbed her by her free wrist and pulled her close to his body from behind. The girl let out a terrified squeak, tried to break free, and threw the paper glass back, causing the still-hot coffee to fall on him. The Shadow Thief ignored the heat on his skin. "Your phone," he murmured. Leah flinched. "What?" She asked, her voice strangled. "Give me your phone," he ordered. She shook her head desperately. She tried to turn to see him, but the Shadow Thief pulled her closer to him. Leah groaned. "It hurts, it hurts a lot," she cried. The man loosened his grip a bit, then Leah lifted her leg back in an attempt to kick him. The Shadow Thief easily stepped aside, without letting go, and gave a tired laugh. He continued to hold her with one arm and, with his free hand, examined the pockets of his jacket. The girl had no purse or backpack, but there was no phone in her pocket. Frustrated, he ran his hand over Leah's body, trying to find the phone hidden in her clothes. He felt it next to his height and smiled, she was an interesting girl, she hid the things of value between her hips and her pants. "Stay still and nothing will happen to you." Slowly, the Shadow Thief trailed his hand toward the girl's waist. He rolled his eyes, Leah's body shaking violently. He tried to be careful, his spoken fingers grasped the phone without brushing against her skin. "It's not safe to walk alone in lonely places, remember that in the future," he whispered. He released her so suddenly that Leah stumbled and fell to the ground. The Shadow Thief brushed the hot coffee off his clothes as he ran away. He didn't turn to see the girl one more time, but he thought it was a shame to have stolen from her like that. Although not as sad as not having also taken the chocolate cookie.