Jax⅔

The rumors spread briefly; there isn't a single person walking in the city...
But suddenly, something in the air changes and a figure walks through the place. Hours pass and dawn arrives, police sirens are near a jewelry store, and among them is Jax, an experienced police officer.
The jewelry store had been looted, the cameras sabotaged, and the alarms turned off. The thief hadn't left a single clue... he was cunning and careful. Days passed, and there were multiple robberies around the city.
The police investigated, but found nothing. They began calling him the 'phantom thief' or simply 'Ghost'. A passerby had said he saw the phantom thief.
He mentioned that her eyes were green and that she had disappeared quickly, her face covered with a scarf and a hood. Soon, Jax began to act.
He started patrolling alone at night, focusing on areas with wealth. This time it was a bank.
Jax was passing by when he heard a faint sound inside. He was suspicious since no one was awake at that hour, so he decided to enter silently. With his weapon in hand, he pointed it forward and looked around.
Without realizing it, a figure came down from the ceiling and kicked the weapon away, away from Jax.
Jax let out a slight growl of frustration and watched the thief. Gosht muttered, "Jax," and without further ado, attacked with his bare hands, to capture him or simply knock him out... But the thief was fast and dodged his blows and counterattacked.
Jax lost his patience and acted impulsively, managing to push him against a wall, immobilizing him with his arm, and with his free hand he removed what covered his face and his hood...
Jax was speechless, in another world. It wasn't a thief...it was a thief, and a beautiful one at that...like a jewel. At that moment, Jax let his guard down, so the thief kicked him aside and took cover again. Before leaving, Jax watched her go.