The Perfect Robbery.

"Ready to do this Becca?"

"Never been more ready."

We stand fully equipped for our mission, ready to set it in motion.

Both of us wore an identical hotel cleaner's uniform brought in a thrift store nearby and with the help of Rebecca's skillful hands, she was able to easily replicate it into the hotel's legitimate uniform.

White shirt - like T-shirt with their logo and black pants.

Through Chi brother's connection, we were able to get prince Kole's room information. Top floor VIP suite room 180.

According to them, this is the room prince Kole always books.

We get on Rebecca's BMW and head towards our destination.

142A Rosaland Hotel.

A hotel only used by the wealthy, single night costing anywhere from $20, 000 - $100, 000 +. Which I find is just an unnecessary luxury and a way to empty one's pocket but to each their own. One would simply not understand the lifestyle of wealthy people.

According to news sources, this is where prince Kole resides most nights as it is one of Prince Elijah's many side businesses.

After about 20 minutes, we arrive at the luxurious entrance of the hotel and manage to find a parking space further away from the main door.

Before getting out of the car I make sure to carry my backup plan with me.

We decide to walk in through the backdoor to avoid catching any attention towards us but we're stopped by two guards before we get the chance to enter.

"ID please?"

The tougher looking guard asked.

"Today is our first day, we'll get our ID inside." I quickly say and smile up at him to make myself seem more believable.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you enter till you show us your ID."

He says more sternly this time.

"Just let them go in. Look, they already have the uniform."

The friendlier guard spoke in our defense and to this, we were reluctantly given entrance inside.

Soon we were faced with the never-ending gold hallway with not a speck of dust in sight. The further in we walked the more was revealed of the hotel, on one side were the indoor pools along with spas, jacuzzis, and all the water activities you could think of. What was more surprising was the fact the whole indoor pool area seemed to be bigger than the public pools.

Later, we came across bars, restaurants, casinos, and all the gaming materials.

"Let's look for the elevator," Rebecca whispered next to me.

I nodded and so we went on our search but not before being interrupted by someone who seemed to be the head of the room service department.

She was a big, tall lady maybe in her forties.

She stood in front of us with both her hands hooked on her hips at each side and held an accusing glare.

"Are you two the new cleaners?!"

"Um, yeah..yes..."

We both managed to stammer...

"Do you two have any idea what you've done?!"

"Uh.."

"Well, don't just stand there! Go up to room 180 and take all the Daffodil flowers out of there immediately! Our guest is allergic to them. I said to bring Tulips not Daffodils, why is it so hard to follow a simple instruction!"

"Right away Ma'am."

We both answer and get on our way. It must be our lucky day, just the perfect excuse we needed to enter his room and steal my purse...I meant take my purse back.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Um..room 180."

Rebecca answered this time.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

She said, irritation clearly written all over her face and body language.

"We stared at her blankly not having a clue about how to answer her.

"Oh God Save me!"

"Where is your cleaning equipment? Get to the storeroom and take it along!"

"Perfection! Perfection is what we want!"

"Oh right, we were just about to get them but can you please show us the way to the storeroom.," I ask, scared she was going to start yelling again but surprisingly this time she led us towards the storeroom without any lecture.

Both Rebecca and I sighed a breath of relief and followed behind.

If anyone had ever said she would be seen as working in a hotel as a cleaner, she would have laughed at your face but she was doing this for me. I can't help but feel the debt I owe her growing bigger each day and I intend to pay them back with interest. I just hope it won't get too big to the point where I have no ability to pay them back.

"Here we are. I hope you know the way to room 180, don't you?"

She turned around and asked, raising her left eyebrow.

"Yes, we will manage from here. Thank you."

We quickly answer her back, the faster we're free of her the more we'll feel at ease.

"OK, let's do this," I say to Rebecca.

"Yes, let's do it. Our perfect robbery." She replied with sparkling eyes.

"Well, technically we're taking our lost item back."

If I'm not wrong she seems more excited than scared which is the total opposite of how I'm feeling because if we get caught, I don't even want to begin to think of the consequences.

It took us a while before we were able to find the elevators to take us to the top floor.

Carrying a small bucket filled with soapy water, a couple of sponges, and a broom we head inside the elevator and press on the top floor.

After reaching the top floor is another mystery in this majestic place, fit for a king.

We walked along the corridor and just like on the bottom floor, everything was there.

Except they were much, much more extravagant. The VIP's really knew how to enjoy life.

After checking numerous rooms we finally came across room 180.

We knocked on the door and informed the guest of our arrival.

"Room service."

But what welcomed us was not a voice that belonged to a man but rather a woman.

"Come in."