I didn't want to look again. It was too dangerous. If omar comes out of the bathroom now, he'll see me. I thought. I went on filming. Was Omar still there? I heard a noise. put my hand in my pocket and pulled out my phone. It was text message from Ibrahim: He's gone, Did I want to look at the film? Yes and no. Omar isn't on the film. I though, nothing will change. People will say that our father is a thief and that we are the children of a thiel. And that will be the end of all our plans. Omar will hide the jewellery in another place or he'll sell it. We'll never find it again. But now I had no time to look at the film. I had to get out of the building before someone found me. I left the balcony and moved to the stairs. The guard was sitting near the front door, I couldn't leave through the front door or through the bathroom window on the ground floor. But Ibrahim and had another plan. The night before we decided to leave a bucket and a rope the kitchen. put the video camera in the bucket and put the rope through the handle. I sent Ibrahim a message on his phone. I wanted him to be near the balcony Very slowly and carefully I lowered the bucket down from the balcony to Ibrahim. It wasn't easy. But soon the bucket was in his hands. Now for me. I couldn't jump down. The balcony was too high. But there was another window on the stairs. 1 could jump from there. I went back to the stairs and climbed through the window. It was a small window and dilicult to get through, but I did it. Then I jumped and hit the ground. Slowly. I stood up. My knees and hands hurt, but I could w Did you see the jewellery? Did you ilm omar with it?" asked Ibrahim as he helped me to stand