Nathan was a little disappointed that the woman didn't put up more of a fight.  She squirmed a bit, and then was still.  He had been looking forward to more of a struggle, even though her wrists were cuffed.  And her muffled apology seemed anticlimactic.<br/><br/>He didn't have to reach down her dress very far.  There was very little space between her breasts, the Queen's Necklace wedged securely between them.  He pulled the jewelry from the young lady's cleavage very slowly, so as not to scratch her skin too much.<br/><br/>"Tsk tsk.  Someone's been a bad girl tonight," he muttered as he placed the necklace on his desk.  "Normally, I would have security hold you while phoning the police.  But I'm bored.  And you're the most interesting person I've seen tonight.  So I think I'll keep you."<br/><br/>Nathan's hand moved from covering the girl's lips to encircling her neck, forcing her head further back against his chest.  His other hand dived once more down the front of her dress, tightly squeezing a breast as he asked, "The question is, did you have help?  Did someone else cut the power so that you could rob me?  And if not, how did you do it?"  If he was going to keep this girl, he needed to know who would know she came here and who would miss her.