small movement, over in the bushes on the other side of the building. Ruth reached into her bag and pulled out a set of binoculars. She lifted them to her face and adjusted the dial with her index finger. “You see that? Someone’s out there!” Gloria squinted and stared. “Nope!” She was a bit disappointed in herself for not remembering her own binoculars. That was Detective Work 101. Don’t forget the binoculars! She chalked it up to being distracted over the new houseguest and having to clean the upstairs bedrooms. She wondered what on earth she was thinking when she suggested a yard sale. The crazy thing had ballooned and taken on a life of its own. As of today, Gloria’s barn was half-full. Lucy had stopped by with a bunch of stuff, then Margaret had popped in. The entire back of her SUV crammed full. And Dot? Dot stopped by with a loaded van, then came back with another second load! Ruth reached for the door handle. Gloria could tell from the look on her face that she planned on confronting the intruder! Gloria grabbed her arm. She’d been through enough of these investigations to know that was a mistake! “You can’t do that!” “But someone just slipped behind the bushes!” Ruth pivoted in the passenger seat. “This could be our guy!” “And what if “our guy” has a gun?” “Oh.” Ruth’s face was crestfallen. She let go of the door handle. “We watch and wait,” Gloria told her. Patience wasn’t one of Ruth’s stronger suits. Not that it was Gloria’s, either. Ruth crossed her arms and pouted. “I wish I had my computer so I could see if they went inside.” Gloria caught a movement. The lid of the dumpster flew straight up in the air and then dropped back down. “No. They’re not inside. Whoever it is - is in the dumpster.” Ruth jerked the binoculars back to her face. “Yeah, I see. What on earth???” Without warning, the lid slammed shut and the dark figure darted around the side of the post office. Ruth pointed. “We need to follow them!” Gloria threw the car in drive, stomped on the gas and swerved to the left. Gravel flew in the air as she spun out of the spot. She made a sharp right in front of the building, then she stopped. Her heart sank. “You see anything?” Ruth rolled down the car window and stuck her head out. Her face fell. “No. I think they’re gone!” She slapped the palm of her hand on the top of her leg. “I knew I should’ve gone after them!” Gloria shook her head. She made a mental note to keep a closer eye on Ruth. The woman was going to get hurt if she kept that up.
Ruth was still in bed the next morning when Gloria snuck out. Well, not really snuck out. She just didn’t tell Ruth she was leaving. Gloria had wandered out to the kitchen in the middle of the night for a drink of water and found Ruth still glued to the computer monitor. Gloria grabbed her purse from the chair and her car keys from the hook by the door. The first stop on her list was to run by the post office to see if Kenny had been able to find anything else out. She wanted to catch him before he started his route. Gloria wandered into the post office and headed to the counter. Kenny wasn’t in back sorting boxes. She leaned over the counter and glanced behind the mail slots. “Can I help you?” Sharon, aka the detective, was at the counter now. “Yeah. I’m looking for Kenny.” Sharon narrowed her eyes. She peered down the front of her nose as she studied Gloria. “He’s not here.” “Oh, I’ll just come back later,” Gloria replied. “When do you think he’ll be back?” “When our investigation is over,” Sharon answered. Gloria’s eyes widened. Did that mean they considered Kenny to be a suspect now, too? Gloria opened her mouth to speak and then clamped it shut. She dropped her mail in the slot and exited the post