Imogen got out of the car while Shirley went to park. Quickly, Imogen entered the premises and rummaged through the wine cellar. Eventually, she found a laptop bag under the cellar and unzipped it. There was a laptop inside, and she heaved a sigh of relief. She looked outside the window, noticing that Shirley was coming over. She swiftly stepped onto the counter and hid the laptop in a hidden compartment above. When she leaped back down, Shirley had just entered the store.
“I’ve searched everywhere, Shirley, but there’s no laptop in sight. You must’ve gotten it wrong.”
Shirley frowned. “That can’t be right. I did hear them saying they left a laptop here. We should keep looking.” Shirley started looking around, and Imogen played along.
About fifteen minutes later, Shirley said, “Well, perhaps I’ve been mistaken.”
“You bumped your head, after all. Maybe you heard it wrong,” said Imogen.
Shirley agreed, saying, “You’re right. That could be the case. I’m sorry for wasting your time.”
Imogen patted Shirley’s shoulder. “It’s fine. Let’s go back to the hotel.”
Shirley nodded and left with Imogen. Halfway on their way back, Imogen said, “Shirley, I want to get some presents for my friends before we head back. Go on without me.”
Shirley knew what Imogen was going to do, so she said, “I’ll be on my way, then. I might even have to stop by a police station and have my testimony taken.”
Imogen got out of the car and saw it off. Once Shirley was out of sight, she went into a gift shop and perfunctorily picked some presents. Five minutes later, she came out of the shop and got a cab to the store earlier. As soon as she arrived, Imogen got a chair, stood on it, and took the laptop bag down.
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