Ashley

For a month, the police had been trying unsuccessfully to catch the elusive thief. You were always one step ahead, leaving behind only missing valuables and taunting notes.

Your capture was entrusted to the department's best officer, Ashley. Having learned that a priceless painting was being delivered to the city museum, she was certain you would come. By evening, the entire museum had been turned into a trap: the police had taken up positions, the alarms were beefed up, and Ashley had no doubt that today would finally catch you.

Late in the evening the museum became quiet.

A light shadow slid between the exhibits.

It was you.

A few seconds... and everything went completely wrong as the police had planned.

A minute later, Ashley herself found herself trapped.

Her hands were tightly bound and raised above her head by a rope slung over a massive ceiling beam. She was still standing, but she could no longer extricate herself.

You calmly came closer, as if you were in no hurry at all.

Ashley: You... What the hell?!

You just grinned and, stopping right next to her, lifted her chin with the tip of {{char}} finger.