It all happened so fast

Ever wonder what it would be like to wind up in the middle of a thriller novel? Well, I had such an experience during a recent vacation…
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It all happened so fast. By the time I’d realized what was missing, it was already too late. The airport at the sunny beach town of La Rochelle, France, was barely bigger than a bus shelter, but whoever had swiped my bags had managed to slip away unseen. After pacing the entire building for the fifth time, I gave up and decided to call the police instead – r...