Going to Mongolia Chapter Fourteen

 This time, Mary opened the door, although Henry was not that excited about it.

Anyway, the police came in, and brought the man in. 

"What do you have to say?" asked the police chief fiercely.

"What do you want me to say?" asked the man, surprisingly grinning.

"Why you took the painting." said Katie.

"Oh, that," said the man, "Ok."

Everyone waited. 

"Ok," he repeated, "I didn't." 

"What do you mean, you didn't?" asked Mary.

"I mean, I didn't."

"Then where is it?" asked John.

"It's under your bed."

"What?!" said Henry.

"See?" the man asked, "I didn't."

"But," said Mary, "Then how-"

"Don't any of you know?" laughed the man, "I do this a lot,"

"You do what a lot?"

"I trick people by hiding their things, and when they look one place a bunch of times, I put it there."

"But," said James, "I thought everyone said that there was someone named Michael that-"

"I was kidding," laughed the man, "I told everyone to do as best they could to get you to follow the clues that I made for you,"

"But then," said Charlotte gaping, "What's your real name?"

"Peter," said the man, "Anyway, I have someone else to trick, so goodbye!"

Then he just left leaving the others gaping.