Dodds the detective closed his front door and headed for his lounge. It had been a busy day catching criminals. The thief stole the charity collection container, popped into the open church and stole a vicar's garments. Using the outfit he put on a pious expression and phony religious voice. He went to the first house he found and gave a knock on Dodds' door hoping to claim his first victim of theft. In a trice Dodds had sussed what was going on and the thief was in handcuffs awaiting being picked up by the police car.
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