It’s an elaborate story that you spin, perfectly plotted. But then the constable pulls out a grubby piece of paper. It’s a childish sketch of a terribly familiar face.
A heist?[…]Crimes that you yourself were nowhere near at the time? The constables leap to the chase! And, since they insist, of course you’ll accept a small reward. Doing the right thing is to be encouraged, after all.
