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“That’s my purse I need it back,” Annabelle pleaded with the officer “All of s are in there”

“Sorry, lanced at her, the color drained from his face “Lady Annabelle, I didn’t knoas you I I’m sorry”

She sht You’re just doing your duty As for my purse, could I have it back now?”

Color rose in the officer’s face His gaze lowered to the purse in his hand “The thing is, ulations say I have to turn this in as evidence My captain is always telling us to follow the regs But seeing as it’s you, I guess I could make an exception—”

“No” The as out of her —or etting in trouble with his captain because she had him break the rules “You do what you need to do and I’ll come by the police station to pick it up later”

The officer’s eyes widened in surprise “Much appreciated,as you’re the victiainst the suspect”

“II’es”

The officer frowned at her “That would be a mistake”

He went on to list the reasons that letting the kid get aith this criood points In the end, she had to agree with him

“Okay I’ll need you and the ht the thief to lanced around “Where did he go?”

She glanced around for her hero, but there was no sign of him How could he vanish so quickly?

“I didn’t get a chance to catch his name much less take a state on the pad of paper in his hand

Why had thehis state else? Soy beard?

Or perhaps she’d watched one too many cop shows She’d probably never know the truth about hi that he was a bad boy, itive or a spy Soround What could it be?

CHAPTER TWO