Thief in the Curator's Family - 3

Chaston Museum, Chaston, Cascoss, 10:34 A.M

Damien parked Daniel’s car in the car park. It wasn’t difficult finding a spot. There was about 100 customers for the museum. It was far less popular than the one in Everleason. Daniel thought because Chaston was such a big city, with familiar vibes with Fremantle back in Western Australia, that there would at least be a little bit more interest in the museum. But it was a museum, so Daniel shouldn’t have expected more. Chaston may have had Fremantle vibes, it was nowhere near the ocean.

Daniel and Damien entered the museum. “Hello officers.” Stated Frank Crystala. “How may I assist you?”

“Prince Crystala? What are you doing here?” Damien stated in an obvious state of shock.

“I was wondering where I saw your face.” Daniel added. “You’re in the papers.”

“I’m working, what does it look like. I may be royalty, but that doesn’t mean I can’t live a normal life.” Frank explained.

“So then, what do you do here?” Dan asked.