Chapter 18: The Pickpocket Gang
Regan chuckled and took her into his arms, Diana leaned on his chest, he parted the trend of her hair.
The both of them were locked in eye contact, Regan leaned for a kiss “my baby” a woman depress shout, disrupted their little moment.
The two of them turned towards the direction of where the voice was coming from and saw a lady coming towards their direction.
Diana sprang up, and carried her baby, and hand it over to her “she will be fine” he told her mother.
The little girl eyelids parted, and her pale lips slightly parted also, “mom” she muttered, the lady was moved to tears, she thanked the both of them and quickly left.
Regan and Diana strode casually towards a group of people, partying in the beach “I like you, babe” a man shouted, even when the lady is in a walkable distance.
The pretty turned around and gave him her middle finger, and left, his hanging arms in middle-air dropped, and he lamented regretfully “come on, why am I so unlucky with women”
Regan and Diana held hands and walked pass him, when he saw Regan and then, he looked at Diana “oh my God, this is surreal” he said, and looked away.
The two of the midst in the crowd, on the stage is a DJ, playing the music, in the crowd, there are men in black, sneaking onto the dancers, and pickpocket their belongings.
Regan and Diana were nodding to the music, when, one of them sneak onto them, and nudged Regan “sorry, sir” and stole a wristwatch from his pocket, while trying to apologize.
“Are you alright?” Diana asked, Regan nodded, and brought out many expensive phones “I am fine, just got myself numerous gifts” he said.
Diana was shocked, she wanted to ask questions, remembering how Regan always produce things from thin air, she minded her business, and focused on the DJ.
The young man who robbed Regan, stepped out of the crowd, with a big smile plastered on his face,
he decided to count his loot, he checked all his pockets, and saw that all the bulging pockets earlier, have all deflated.
He stared at the wristwatch and cursed himself, he never expected the watch to be fake “the scoundrel” he cursed, and turned around, and walked up to Regan.
“Sir, I saw your wristwatch on the floor” he told Regan, and showed it to him, dangling it on his face, Regan beamed “thank you” Regan thanked him.
He smiled wryly and returned the wristwatch, using the opportunity to loot another item, but he was disappointed, he found nothing valuable.
He walked away, with a sullen face, and cursing Regan under his breath “what a broke ass dude, no wonder, his fucking fiancée is ugly, damn!” he lamented with righteous indignation.
When he stepped out of the crowd, and decided to target his next victim, he realized that something is missing within him.
His hand unwittingly fly to his chest and nape “my necklace” he cried out, but the music sound drowned his office.
His colleague came out of the crowd, with countless looted stuffs, he licked his lips “Jack, why are you weeping? I have made enough” he said, and chuckled happily.
The young man, he referred to as Jack, ignored him and walked into the crowd, avoiding Regan completely.
When the friend to Jack saw Regan, he assumed he is a mountain of treasure, he licked his lips like a professional pick-pocket.
He sneaked onto him “excuse me sir” he leaned towards Regan ear, for him to hear him better.
Regan turned to him, and raised an askance eyebrow “do you know where I get a drink for my friend?” he asked, Regan shook his head.
After he felt he had succeeded, he quickly strode off, with great joy in his heart, when he came out of the crowd, and tried to bring out his loot.
He discovered that everything he stole was looted, tears started rolling down his eyes, he became confuse, and started repeated search all over his body, he tried several times but didn't work.
With anger, he dashed into the crowd furiously, he looked around and saw that he is no longer there with the ugly lady, his mind boiled with anger.
“My phone is missing” a man shouted, and various others did so, the other pick-pocket that was looted by Regan cleanly tried to run away.
“Hey, I remember you, you came close to me and I couldn't find my phone anymore” he accused him, the pick-pocket guy, shook his head “not me” he attempted to walk away.
But he was blocked “I remember you, you also came to meet, and now, I can't find my phone, you are a thief” someone else accused him.
He rattled his head “oh- no, not me, I am a twin” he set out to deface, with a wry smile, but, the people accusing him are beginning to get serious.
When they started adding the number, “call the cops, he is one of the pickpockets” a voice suggested in the crowd.
Regan and Diana sat in a corner eating ice cream, the both of them saw the commotion “poor pickpockets” he commented, shaking his head.
Diana overheard him “did you say something?” she inquired, he shook his head “not at all” he responded with a big smile, she nodded innocently.
The other pickpockets that were yet to be accused, sneaked out of the crowd, and ran away “he is my friend” the caught one pointed.
“Let's leave here, I have something to show you” he took her to a corner of the beach, some group of guys, were playing five to five by side.
He came to them “I want to join you guys” he said, they stopped playing, someone in the other team, a young man with many muscles, and intimidating height, with big strides he walked to Regan.
“What did you say?” he asked, looking upset.