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Crime never pays, sooner or later the long arm of the law will reach you.
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Sergeant Tim Wheeler’s shift was nearing the end, it had been a long day.
He put his coat on, and then the phone rang, it's all I need, Tim thought.
He answered and a concerned voice said," Sam Jones has been shot”.
Sam ran the jewellers store in Whitehorse and Tim hurried over to his store.
A crowd had now gathered, and the townsfolk were stood around in shock.
Sam was conscious but had a gunshot wound to his side, Doc Jones was treating him, he gave Tim a description of the thief, then an ambulance arrived and took him away to hospital, from Sam's description Tim knew it was an American who'd been hanging around town and chances were he'd head for Alaska and once over the border he'd get away with his crime, Tim headed West and drove for about ten miles then spotted a parked car, smoke was belching out from under the hood; Tim drew his gun; a voice said "Drop it",but Tim was too quick and shot the thief in the arm, saying “You can rest in jail, right now you’re under arrest”.

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