What goes round , comes round.

Lisa was standing straight and upright while waiting for the traffic on the road to stop.There were cars honking , school vans filled with the laughter of children whizzing by , and she could see pedestrians on the other side of the road waiting for the signal to turn green.

Lisa had her blonde hair tied up into a bun . She wore a designer suit and held a velvet suitcase in her hand. Although she held herself with grace and posture while waiting for the traffic to stop - there was something stirring in her. It seemed as though she was trying to cover up something by her demeanor.

As the light shimmered green , Lisa swiftly trudged through the pedestrians in front of her - and rushed past the road into the pavement.She had been clutching onto the suitcase and every now and then , she looked behind make sure the coast was clear.Street vendors were shouting , dogs barking and people were busily moving about. The clouds had darkened and for some reason , Lisa didnt seem happy about that.

It was when she crossed the Park Lane , that she noticed a stranger's presence behind her. There was someone behind the shadows trying to reach out to her.With sweat beaded up , on her forehead - Lisa glanced behind .No , nobody was behind that she should keep a watch on . Besides , there were only a couple of kids playing behind her and infront of her was the Heffley Park.
Lisa had become more relaxed , as she was about to reach her flat . It was just a few steps by. Lisa walked into the basement of the building- glad about the fact that she came out successful after all. There was nobody around her - the watchman had gone for his lunch.

Then she heard small and swift footsteps behind her. Then , everything blacked out.
As she struggled to open her eyes - Lisa saw a small figure running across into the pavment. And she could no longer feel her suitcase.

"Madam ..you fine ?"
It was the watchman , Jeffrey.
"Uh, yes Jefffrey - I just had a black out .Didn't eat anything much in the morning."
"Well I'm glad you ain't hurt . I saw you lyin' on the basement , unconscious. Here , have some lime juice . And hope ya' ought not scare me like this again"
Lisa tried to hold up a smile at what Jeffrey said. But how could she ?.
She had lost her days theft. That velvet suitcase could have fetched her millions.