Eugene was staring intently at his rare club-horned grasshopper laying on its back in his glass jar when he heard a vehicle approaching in the distance.
The headlights flash on his face and the young beekeeper lowers his glass jar and turns his head to the light. He sees a large vehicle approaching, its white headlights almost blinding him.
"Eugene Ottinger. 2242 hours." he speaks hurriedly into his black covered phone, the little bug catching net in his hiker's bag protruding out and giving him a very comical look. "Potential suspect has arrived at location."
The young, tan, black curly haired, spectacle wearing boy sees very clearly a tall hooded figure approaching the cave with a flashlight, the bright white truck headlights giving the young boy a clear silhouette.
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