A Thief in Broad Daylight

Good morning!  Did you have a nice weekend?  Mine wasn’t super crazy exciting, but I still had a good weekend.

This story is a random story that I came up with using a random line generator.  I like using them sometimes to get the creative juices flowing.  It also challenges me to write a story that I may not usually write.  So that’s what I did here.

This story is categorized as Adventure.  Enjoy!

A Thief in Broad Daylight

Someone must have seen Zeke because the police were at his door.  He cautiously opened the door to reveal two officers.  “Afternoon.  How can I help you?”

The first officer nodded.  “Afternoon sir.  May we come in?  We have a couple questions regarding your whereabouts this morning.”

Zeke swallowed.  He put on a confused face and nodded.  “Uh…sure.  Come on in.”  He led the officers inside and showed them to his living room.  “Can I get either of you some water?”  Both officers declined and sat down on the black couch while Zeke went and sat in his black recliner.  “So…how can I help you?”

The first officer cleared his throat.  “First of all, I’m Officer Dawson, this is Officer Wallace.  And we got a report saying that you were seen stealing from Nordstrom Rack on Euland Street this morning.  Is that true?”

“What?”  Zeke tried to look shocked.  “No.  I would never do something like that.  I didn’t even visit Nordstrom this morning.  I was out running errands, but I didn’t visit Nordstrom.  I wasn’t even near Euland Street!”

Officer Wallace cocked an eyebrow.  “Are you sure about that?  We have a picture of you walking out of Nordstrom marked this morning.”  He pulled a large photo of Zeke  out of his pocket.  In the photo, Zeke was walking out of the store wearing a large coat and a hat and sunglasses.  “Do you want to try telling me this isn’t you?”

Zeke shook his head.  “No sir that isn’t me.  I will swear on my mama’s life that the person in that picture is not me.  I’m not wearing the same clothes, and you can look around to see if you can find those.  And…”  He looked at the photo and pointed at the hat he was wearing.  “Every guy who drives a Ford has that hat!  I have one because I only drive Fords.  So you will find the hat but that’s it.”

Officer Wallace stood up and walked toward the back of Zeke’s house.  Officer Dawson sat back on the couch.  “You know you will get less time if you tell the truth.”

“I am telling the truth!  I didn’t take anything from Nordstrom!  I’ve shopped there before and I have always, always, paid for my stuff.  I wouldn’t even consider stealing from the store.”  Zeke was frustrated.  Why weren’t the listening to him?

After a few minutes of silence Officer Wallace came back into the living room.  “Nothing.  I didn’t find anything.  I couldn’t find the clothes from the picture or what was stolen.”  He put a hand on Zeke’s shoulder.  “You must have a doppelganger in the town.”

Zeke laughed.  “Yeah…I must.  I’ll make sure to wear a nametag that say’s I’m not a thief.  Thank you for your time officers.  I hope you catch the guy.”  He stood up and showed the officers out the front door.  Before he shut the door he paused.  “Just…just out of curiosity.  What was taken?”

The officers looked at each other and then at him.  “Uh…a $100 Coach purse, 2 pair of expensive Levi’s, and 3 random women’s shirts.  But I guess it was somewhere around $500 stolen.”

“Oh that’s awful!  Well I hope you can find the guy who did it.  Best of luck!”  He thanked them for his time again and closed to door to watch them leave.  As soon as the police cars drove around the corner he ran into his spare bedroom.  He unmade the bed and found the small hidden zipper along the seam.  His hand quickly unzipped the mattress and found the things he had taken.

Three women’s shirts, 2 pairs of Levi’s jeans, and a Coach purse.  He grinned.  He had managed to fool the police and had gotten away with it.  Zeke smiled, it was now time to make some cash.