MH Thaung<p>"I can't believe it." Chewing his fingernails, the rookie stared out the window. "The book's in our care for just one night, and someone goes and steals it!"</p><p>"Not to worry." The detective wore a <a href="https://mastodon.scot/tags/placid" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>placid</span></a> smile. "They only made off with a fake."</p><p>"So where's the <a href="https://mastodon.scot/tags/original" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>original</span></a>?"</p><p>"In my car."</p><p>"That old banger?"</p><p>"It's a perfectly respect—"</p><p>"Sir!" The rookie pointed. "Someone's driving it away!"</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.scot/tags/MastoPrompt" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MastoPrompt</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.scot/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a></p>