“I have to hand it to him...showing up after robbing a liquor store,” Detective Jansen said, while he and Inspector Barie looked down from the upper level of the mall.
“I guess he didn’t want to disappoint the kids,” Barie replied with a baffled expression.
For fear of mentally scarring a few children, they waited and followed him to his dressing room.
“Come on out Fat Man. It’s over.” Jansen nodded to Barie.
They went in, guns drawn, only to find an empty glass of milk and a plate full of crumbs with a note that said, “Sorry, Boys.”
“I guess he didn’t want to disappoint the kids,” Barie replied with a baffled expression.
For fear of mentally scarring a few children, they waited and followed him to his dressing room.
“Come on out Fat Man. It’s over.” Jansen nodded to Barie.
They went in, guns drawn, only to find an empty glass of milk and a plate full of crumbs with a note that said, “Sorry, Boys.”
