Lupin, Jigen, Goemon, and Fujiko all went to a different city about an hour away. After getting settled into a hotel, they were ready to relax for the evening and put thoughts of the failed heist behind them.

"I still can't believe you dance and strip as a side job," said Lupin over dinner.

Fujiko shrugged. "It's a good way to make more money and have fun at the same time." She didn't care so much that they knew now.

"So how about a lap dance after dinner? A free sample?" Lupin's eyes glittered mischievously.

"I don't think so," said Fujiko coolly, setting her glass down on the table. "I have a lot of things to do tonight."

"You're busy? But we have to lay low," said Lupin.

"Don't worry about that," said Fujiko. "Besides, when did you ever worry about getting caught, World's Greatest Theif?"

Lupin laughed at the flattery.

"You'd better not be planning to double cross us," said Jigen.

"Jigen, please. You worry too much. I can't double cross you now that the heist is over, can I? And there's no money to weasel out of Lupin," said Fujiko.

Jigen grunted in response and turned back to his food. Goemon, as usual, was silent.

Fujiko waited until the three men were asleep in their section of the small hotel room before slipping out. It was late and the night air was cool. She was dressed in a skintight black outfit.

She drove the hour's length back to the city they had started in, back to Sandra Duff's neighborhood.

Silent as a cat with cotton balls for feet, Fujiko slipped into the house and went into the kitchen. She stifled a laugh at how stupid Sandra had been for telling her exactly where she was hiding the jewels. She still would have been able to find and steal them without much trouble, but knowing where they were just made it that much easier. Creeping around with the flashlight, Fujiko opened cupboards and cabinets until she found what she was looking for. Stealing from houses, particularly the old ones in this city, had always been easy for Fujiko, especially when she was working alone. Robbing a bank was easy, too, but not without at least one other person to work with.

"Bingo," she breathed when she saw two large containers of flour. She placed them both into her bag, careful not to make any noise.

When she was done, she crawled back out the kitchen window with the broken lock and crept through several backyards until she reached her car. She drove to an out-of-the-way gas station that was closed, took her gloves off, and searched through the flour until she found the jewels she was looking for. Even coated in flour they glinted and shimmered in the orange glow of a streetlamp.

Fujiko laughed wickedly. "Thanks, dear Sandra," she said aloud. "You're helping me to buy my next fancy car!"

And she sped off back towards the other city, hiding the jewels in her suitcase. Lupin, Jigen, and Goemon never knew.

Even Sandra didn't realize she had been robbed until about a month and a half later when she was going through the cupboards for flour to make a cake. I was sure I had flour in here, she thought. Where on earth could it be? Did I run out and forget to buy some? But even if that's the case, where are the canisters? By the time she realized what must have happened, it was far too late to do anything about it.

Fujiko, meanwhile, laughed all the way to the bank. She got away with more double-crossing than Lupin realized.

"Never trust a woman," said Fujiko. "Even if you are one."