Published: Dec 14, 2020

"I was just having a little fun." Larce smiled.

"How's that?"

"Did anyone get hurt?"

"It's a serious offense to tamper with the lottery."

"I was not talking about the lottery. I was talking about Joanie." Larce scratched his eyebrow, where he has a scar from a sledding accent.

"How did you do it?"

"That's personal business. I'm not telling you anything about that."

The officer's face blossomed like a rose. He opened his mouth briefly and closed it again. He bit his lip, and started again: "How did you force the lottery results?"

"I believe no one can do that - you saw it on tv just the same as I did."