The Missing Artwork Chapter 3

Chapter-3

"We HAVE TO do something. I mean we can't just carry the fingerprint that we found on the bench in a Ziploc bag!" shouted Diana.

 "Hmmm. Girls! we have to think!" said Alissa. "Um, why can't we just tell everyone to come here?"

asked Eleanor, "THAT IS A GREAT IDEA! I mean, why didn't I think of that before? Anyways let's tell everyone!" said Alissa. So they called Harriet, Mark, Hannah and the police. "Um, that is not a fingerprint its little pen marks, the thief who stole the picture probably just put them there to trick you," said the police.

"That thief is a real artist.WOW" said Diana. "But then how will we find the thief?" asked Alissa, "we don't know" said the policemen. "UM DUH we already found the thief!" said Diana, "WHEN!?" asked Alissa and Eleanor at the same time "its when-  wait a second isn't that the thief me and Eleanor saw?" said Diana pointing to another guy with the same hat. "Um no" said Alissa impatiently.

"Wait..... I remember now! uh sorry Alissa you weren't there" "WHAT? I thought you didn't start without me!" Alissa complained. "So what, are you gonna find it by your self or something?" said Diana, so Alissa just ran away. "Don't go!" said Eleanor chasing her. Diana was just staring at them, grinning and thinking that Alissa could be a bit kind but she sure is a cry baby. So time passed and Alissa and Eleanor just kept running "UM, HELLO THE POLICE LEFT" shouted Diana from the other side of the street. Eleanor was panting so she decided to walk back to Diana. So back at the museum, there was no one in Pablo Picasso's album, everyone was in Andy Warhol, Claude Monet, Salvador Dali, Frida Kahlo & Jackson Pollock's albums. Harriet was very disappointed, suddenly an idea flew to her mind. But she first needed to find the painting.

                               The Next Morning.......

The police called Harriet. "(yawn) Let me get that". "Um hello, Harriet, the owner of 'De Art Gallery' speaking. How may I help you?" Said Harriet on the phone " hi Harriet, I am officer Brown. Just telling that we found something wooden, it looks just like the painting you were talking about. And its, uh black. Yeah black" replied the police.

"WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW!?" asked Harriet in excitement. "We are right now in Wall Street." Said the police. "Well I'm coming there right now! said Harriet.