When in Tarragona, my phone was stolen

Day 1: 

I came back from the training session to my bedroom, but I couldn't find my phone. I could only find my charger, still plugged in, with some tree leaves under it.

I immediately realized that my phone was stolen with the use of a tree twig.

I could directly know who did it.

I headed towards a group of illegal Moroccan minors, ones that always used to hang out next to my bedroom window, and who are staying there at the resort under governmental supervision, and I told them, "We used to dance together daily. If you truly love me, you will give me back my phone."

Signs of confusion took over their faces, as they were surprised that I have immediately suspected them.

I informed the hotel administration and my colleagues, and I hung a paper on my window pane with the following inscription: "Please, bring me back my phone."

Day 2:

The people in charge at the hotel and the police were notified of the theft.

The police started the investigation of the minors, and they gave them 24 hours to admit who did it.

During lunch time, I approached them again and told them that I will drop all the charges against them if they admit who truly did it, and I will tell neither the administration nor the police.

Marwan, one of the minors, decided to cooperate with me and told me that he was informed that my phone will be brought back to my room by midnight.

By midnight, I had only received my phone cover, which made me even more frustrated.

Day 3:

I woke up the following day noticing that the minors were fighting within their group.

I decided to boycott the training activities and investigate by myself.

Marwan secretly gave me the name of the person who stole my phone, but he insisted that no one should know about our little conversation together.

I went looking for the guy who was apparently sitting underground, in a dark corner. After demanding speaking with him, he asked me to meet him by the Ping-Pong table in 10 minutes.

I assured him that I will not call the cops and asked him to empathize with me. However, I also made sure to clarify that I understood the reasons behind his act.

He apologized and explained to me that he was planning on giving me back my phone earlier. However, one of the other minors had already taken by that time. Apparently, this was the reason for the clash that they were having that morning.

He promised me that he'd try his best to bring me my phone back in the afternoon.

At 3 pm, I met up with him again, with him apologizing again and thanking me for my kindness. 

"I will give you back your phone, but please, do not tell anyone about our exchange."

Three hours later, some of my peers advised me to refer to violence, either by stealing something back, exposing him in front of the entire group, or even hitting him.

While my friends were helping me locate my phone, I have decided to meet up for the last time with the guy, with the intention of knowing the exact reason behind the theft.

- "I have stolen it because I wanted to phone my mother in Morocco; she is the only living member of my family. They have all died in a fire not so long ago."

- "I am ready to erase all the content on my phone and give it to you as a gift. I know that deep down, you are a very nice guy."

As I was dancing in the farewell party, I noticed him from afar, waving for me and asking me to meet up again in our secret place. 

Once there, he handed me back the phone and apologized sincerely for everything he'd done. He explained his reasons again and assured me that he never intended any harm.

I thank him again and accept his apology. Finally, I hand him a sum of money and a nice shirt.

"Wear this shirt for us. It will make you look like the real gentleman you are."

- The End