05-23-2020, 04:13 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-23-2020, 05:04 PM by Meyer Whitlock.)
Meyer glanced back and forth between the constable and the thief. Did they know each other? It seemed like it, from the way they were staring at each other. He nodded and tipped his hat to the constable, but left the money on the ground.
"A pleasure to meet you, Constable. You as well, Mr. Anthony."
And with a turn similar to the one he'd given when he turned to face Anthony (for apparently this was the thief's name) the first time, his coattails once more whistling with the movement, he continued on his way home.
"A pleasure to meet you, Constable. You as well, Mr. Anthony."
And with a turn similar to the one he'd given when he turned to face Anthony (for apparently this was the thief's name) the first time, his coattails once more whistling with the movement, he continued on his way home.
