A third party stole her jeans

"Welcome to the General Edward Lawrence Logan International Airport Lost and Found department," the automated voice on the other line stated, "please remain on hold while we connect you-"

Candace was overjoyed when the message cut off and she didn't have to be on hold when a human voice started with "good evening, this is the Logan Airport lost and found, how may I assist you today?"

"Hi, I was in the bathroom for ten minutes at around 7:40 this morning at the Gamma terminal, and I had my jeans stolen. Can you review security footage from the ladies' room by Gate B12, and see what happened to them and see if they're in the lost and found?"

"Okay, ma'am, we'll get that right over to you, please be on hold."

"Okay, thanks!" Candace went back to her inbox as she waited for the representative to get back to her. There she opened the e-mail that had been bugging her, and read its contents with an increasingly-open mouth. It told her that she was in trouble and would have to appear before the disciplinary board when she got back from break.

Dazed by this news, she felt the time fly by quickly and forgot she was on hold when the woman on the other end shook her back to reality.

"Hi, yes, were you the one who put your jeans on the door of the stall?"

"Yes!" Candace said excitedly.

"Well, someone in a yellow hoodie ran up and took them - they seemed to record themselves doing so, since they were filming with their phones. Then they took your jeans and stuffed them into the bathroom garbage, where it seems our janitors threw them away. They're probably in the incinerator right now - I'm so sorry, but on the bright side a new pair of jeans shouldn't be too expensive!"

Candace's heart dropped even further. She was right about this being a 'devious lick', but her worst fears of not having a driver's license were confirmed!

"Th-thank you..." Candace trailed off.

"No problem, is there anything else I can do for you today?"

"No, you have a nice day!" Candace hung up the phone without giving the lady a chance to respond. Still naked after more than 12 hours at this point, Candace's main priorities were replacing everything in her wallet and thinking about how to explain herself to the board.