“How?”
“I think that’s what you’re here for, right?”
Right.But … how?Atticus couldn’t wrap his head around how a bronze statue that weighedat least—
“How much does that thing weigh?”
“Fifteen hundred pounds, probably,” Slade said.
—fifteen hundred poundshad simply disappeared from in front of the school.
“Do you think it’s a prank?”Slade asked Callie.
“It seems a bit extreme, but I can’t think of another reason.It’s not like it’s worth anything.”
“It’s bronze,” Atticus stated.“That’s worth somethin’, right?”
“About two bucks per pound,” Callie said.“But a statue that size is cast hollow.Only the exterior is bronze.”
“Maybe the person who took it didn’t know that?”Atticus wouldn’t have known.Then again, he’d never considered hijacking a statue, bronze or otherwise.
“My guess is it’s a prank.For homecoming,” Callie supplied.
“Your students?Or the rival team?”Slade asked.
Atticus frowned.“Prank?”
“Believe it or not, this is mild compared to some of the things they’ve done,” Callie answered.“My senior year, we relocated this entire office out to the middle of the baseball field.Constructed walls and everything.”
Atticus glanced around the room, trying to imagine.
He couldn’t.
However, the more he thought about it, the more it made sense that it was a prank.Regardless of why, whoever took it would have to be determined because it wouldn’t be light enough to haul away unless someone had a tow truck or a trailer.Something to load it onto.Not to mention, something to move it with.
“To answer your question, if anyone took it, I’d say it was CRHS students.”
“Who’d you think of first?”Slade asked Callie.
She frowned.“What?”
“When you first noticed it missing, what names came to mind?”
“Leif and Lance Walker,” she said without hesitation.
“Are they here today?”Atticus asked.“Can we talk to them?”
Slade barked a laugh.“I’m pretty sure they’re long past pullin’ pranks at the high school.”
Callie smiled.“I know.But there’s no one better.”
Atticus frowned.
“I think Braydon and Brendon pulled a few stellar ones back in their day.”
Listening raptly to their back and forth, Atticus tried to take mental notes.
“True.”
