She stood up and slung her tote over her shoulder.
He sat back down, defeated. “You can get dressed. I’m sorry for the… misunderstanding.” Shoplyfter - Aubree Ice
Morgan’s face flushed. He had been played. There was nothing there. She stood up and slung her tote over her shoulder
“I was tying my shoe,” she said, pointing to her boot. “Look. It’s double-knotted. I’m clumsy.” ” she said
“My associate,” Morgan nodded toward Sandra, “observed you selecting merchandise and concealing it in your bag. Specifically, a silk scarf from the designer case.”