Late morning, at ten o’clock, I was sitting at a coffee parlor for about an hour having my usual, black coffee with extra cream, when my assistant Oliver came rushing in. “Detective Joel. The Lavoure!” He exclaimed.
“Whats wrong?” I responded
“It has been robbed.” He said I rushed to the door but came back and threw my money onto the table to pay the check, then I got in Oliver’s car. When we arrived at the museum the police were there surrounding all the entrances. We went to examine the crime scene and one of the night guards, Hugo Pierre said that the only thing that went missing was the Mona Lisa.
When they looked at the security cameras they found out that man stole the Mona Lisa at 1:30 in the morning. The man was rather tall wearing all black
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“How did you assume it that it was me?” He asked “I never went in the museum. It could've been easily one of your own guards.” At that moment I thought about how all the times Hugo brought a black umbrella and how he was the only inside the museum that could of stole it. The fingerprints all belonged to him. I brought him to my office for some questions. On the floor I also see a letter saying,
Dear, Mr. Hugo Pierre You have a huge debt for your rent. You need to pay 100,000 Euros by the end of the month. If you don’t we have nothing to do other than to take your house from you.
Paris, Housing Association “Hello, did you find out who it was?” Hugo asked
“No, but I have a ideal suspect that goes with all the clues that was found.” I responded
“Who, may I ask.” He questioned
“Where is it.” I asked demandingly
“I don't have it?” He yelled
“Then who used your umbrella and put your finger print all in the museum? You were the only one in the museum at the time of the robbery.” I told him with convincing tone
“I may only ask of one thing, let my family be safe and I will tell you where it is.” he