Write a story in reverse.
He hit The Button.
This was the moment. He’d waited so long. With the jewel in place, everything was finally ready.
Last night he stole the jewel.
He ran from the art gallery with the jewel in his bag. Alarms started blaring the moment he grabbed the jewel off the pedestal. He saw it at last, the jewel, ruby red under a spotlight.
Tonight was the night. He crept into the art gallery on tiptoe.