Jamie looked in the monitor again. She didn’t believe what she saw. Hit rewind again, and again. Slo-mo didn’t make it any better.

She saw a leprechaun. Running across the parking lot, chased by a dog. An honest-to-jebus leprechaun, green hat, green jacket, everything. Running for its life. Across the back parking lot of the trucking company. In Minneapolis, Minnesota.

Too bad the security video didn’t include audio. Looked like he was yelling. And he made it across and under the fence before the guard dog got him. Barely.

She thought – if I write this up, they won’t believe me. If I don’t write this up, they’ll never know since I’m the only one reviewing this stuff and it wasn’t called out as an anomaly in the theft-detecting automated reviewer.

What to do, what to do…