A Guilty Blonde

I knew I should have been at the lost prevention office first thing Monday morning but my old body was giving me hints that it might be time to retire. So I took the luxury of showing up an hour late, only to find Jim Hollands outside the door, holding up his left palm to me.

“Caught a suspect in the jewelry department who I think has been apprehended before. She’s in there unaware that I left the new video camera on the shelf turned on. I’m having the signal sent to my phone and just happened to catch the following!"

Jim held out his phone and on the screen was a blonde in a pink top stuffing pairs of earrings into her top, under her breast on the left side.

“Congratulations Jim, you have her dead to rights, now go and reel her in!”

Jim smiled at me before going in, after leaving me his phone so I could hear and watch everything. The blonde stood still, dropping her arms to her sides, but her mouth was about to go off, “Why am I here? I’ve done nothing wrong. So you have no reason to hold me here!”

Jim just ignored her as he went to get the UPC detector. Turning back to her and walking between her and the door. Jim finally spoke. “Is that right Miss, cause I’ve been told the cameras in the jewelry department have you picking up a few cards of earrings but never putting them back!” Turning the detector on and holding it up over her shoulders and slowly lowering it down her back, then coming back up on each side.

The right side gave nothing but the left sent an alarm immediately. “So care to take what the detector found or should I make retrieving it simple!”

The camera was blocked by her body, but it didn’t take a seasoned professional like me to know that the blonde was probably thinking of a way to get those earrings away from her without being obvious about it. I could see Jim mouthing silently a countdown that sent him into action when he mouthed one. The blonde’s top was tied in front so Jim reached for one of the tied pieces and began pulling it away from her body.

As the knot became loose the top loosened and the earring dropped out. Landing on the floor between the pair.

“Well what do we have here?” Bending over to pick the earrings up, holding them out to the blonde. “Care to explain how these got under your top, Miss?”