Arthur offered her a reassuring, gentle smile. “Thank you, Emily. You have a kind heart. I actually finally figured out exactly how Victoria did it. She placed that jug of milk right in front of the eggs on the belt and positioned a tall bag to block the overhead camera. When she asked me that sudden question, the belt pushed the jug back, crushing the eggs. It was a perfectly timed trap.”
Emily opened her mouth in shock. “But what about the register screen? Bob said you clicked those buttons. Did you make a mistake?” Arthur stood up, smoothing his coat. His posture suddenly seemed a little straighter, his voice carrying an unexpected weight. “I didn’t. She must have touched the terminal while creating that commotion, and she was leaning over to block my view.
Emily looked a little skeptical, but in her characteristically kind manner, she asked, “What will you do now?” Arthur smiled and said, “I have a job that I have to finish. Don’t worry, everything will settle exactly where it belongs.”