A ROBBER’S CRAFT,
by Hal CharlesAs Detective Jodie Giles stepped into the lobby of the Community Center’s exhibition hall, she was greeted by a near-panicked Ralph Larson. “Detective Giles,” Larson blurted out as he approached, “am I glad to see you!”
“Now just slow down, Mr. Larson,” Jodie said to the local artisan she had known for years. “My dispatcher says you called our office to report a robbery. Exactly what was taken?”
“Well, you know that tonight is the final evening for this year’s arts and crafts fair,” said Larson. “As always, the judges will be awarding the grand prize for the best-crafted piece.”
“And, as always,” said Jodie with a smile, “I’ll bet one of your silver pieces is a favorite.”
“WAS a favorite,” Larson said, swallowing hard. “This year I designed and crafted
