The youth’s reply was instantaneous: [Meeting is unnecessary. Send a video of your apology.]

Meg was clenching her knuckles in fury. “Why should we apologize? Aren’t we supposed to close after business hours? And most of the staff had left-how were we supposed to work for him? It’s like he has a few screws loose!” That was when Sadie craned her neck for a look and frowned. “I think I know him!”

As both Frank and Meg wheeled on her, she threw her hands up. “I mean, I’m not sure if it’s him. So, there’s this rumor that a burglar has been genetically altered just like us, and he gained the ability to airwalk like no one has ever seen before.

“They call him the King of Thieves-he can steal whatever he wants to, and he’s also said to be very young. He always appears fashionable, just like the kid in that photo.”

Frank raised a brow. “The King of Thieves?”

“Yes.” Sadie nodded. “And he’s stolen plenty of things but isn’t exactly loyal to the fraternity either.”

Frank nodded. “And where is he now?”