Case of the Time-Capsule Bandit
CHAPTER ONE THE FINAL CASE
Gotcha! Randi Rhodes thought. Now smile real big for the camera.
Down on the sidewalk, three stories below her bedroom window, the man in the navy suit checked over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching. It was six o’clock on a Friday morning. Most of Randi’s Brooklyn neighbors were still snuggled up in their beds, but Randi had gotten up at the crack of dawn, just as she had for the past three days. She’d been on a stakeout for...