The clock struck one. There was only 2 hours left. In the back of my mind I knew it could never be done. My task; to steal La Joconde, better known as The Mona Lisa. My destiny was chosen, and I had no choice. I needed to retrieve La Joconde or else my life would come to a halt. I was blackmailed into stealing this masterpiece because of a previous reward that I never returned. I was told that if I hadn't retrieved the piece that I would, and will be hunted down, and killed. This thought sent shivers down my spine. The thought of not knowing my death frightened me.
The time had arrived. I stood face to face with the world wide celebrity. Inside le Musée du Louvre were guards that were obviously armed and not afraid to use their weapons if the circumstances arrived. I thought about my fastest escape route. An emergency exit on the right and left, but guards stood their post in front of these doors. The only other route was to walk with her out the front door. My decision was made up. I grabbed Mona and jolted to the right exit which was closest to the street. I kicked the switch blade out of my heel and stabbed the guard in his right thigh. He immediately fell to the floor, and yelled for backup. Before the next guard could get to the door, the alarms had locked the door and I was out. Down the stairs and into the street I went. My hood covered my sweaty head and Mona was covered in a portfolio style bag. The sirens became louder and louder, the cops were on the road now. I blended in with the crowd, and didn’t attract any attention. When the cop cars passed by me, my heart rate dropped tremendously. A large relief was off my shoulders, but I still had to get La Joconde to my blackmailer. Street corner after street corner, I eventually arrived at La Rue de Partir. I reached his building with 15 minutes to spare. I repaid my debt, and out I went; alive and breathing. My life was spared, but I still had to leave France
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