“Sorry, I can’t meet you tonight,” Kevan said when he called, just before Craig was due to leave work Wednesday evening. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
“It’s only a movie, and we both knew this could happen,” Craig replied. “Straying wife, or thieving employee?”
“Shoplifters, two of them, the owner thinks. They hit between seven-thirty and nine, when the store closes. The problem is, they know where the cameras are and manage to avoid them, so I’m going to become a new clerk, and try to catch them in the act. With luck, it’ll be a one-night job, but I’m not counting on it.
“I hope so, for your sake. Call and let me know what happens?”
“You bet, if it isn’t too late.”
“Nine is not late.”
“But hanging around until the cops get there, then giving my statement, could be.”
“Okay. M
