[ Wiring Prompt ] A person who commits a crime finds evidence of a much bigger crime .

It had been too hot for school. It was one of the first proper summer day and the uniform, which was designed for winter time, was much too warm. 
 
 I took the jacket of almost before the last bell rang and headed home. It was still too warm. This was a day for shorts not woolen trousers. A day for shorts, swimming pools and ice cream. God that had been good, last week when the ice cream truck had stopped by the school. Of course the teachers had chased it away but not before I had gotten a big one. 
 
 It had taken most of my lunch money but it had been worth it, that was a good day. But now when the need was greatest the ice cream truck were nowhere to be seen. Like most good things that one seemed determined to only happen once. 
 
 `` I SUMMON THEE, WAN OF ICE'' I shouted in my best Gandalf voice. Nothing. `` THERE'' I bellowed as I crossed Birch street. `` There'' I said as I passed Yew street. `` there'' I breathed as I turned into Oak street. And there it was. 
 
 `` holy birdshit man, it worked'' there about halfway down the street was a colourful wan with a big ice cream cone on the roof. I would n't even have to detour, I was destined to walk right by it. I speeded up feeling the coins I had been saving for a week now bouncing around in my pockets. This was going to be beyond good. 
 
 I was about half way to the truck when it dawned on me. There was no music, there was no queue. `` No! That's not fair''. Closing in it was obvious, the damn thing was not open. `` oh, come on. Not only wo n't I get an ice cream but I also walk past the damn thing'' I moaned to myself. I trundled on still staring at the blasted thing. `` just not fair'' 
 
 Then I noticed, the backdoor was n't shut, not completely.'maybe the guy's there' I hoped and speed up again. The knock pushed the door open, the guy was n't there. 
 
 I stared inside the wan. The colourfull advertisement for the strawberry rolls and the chocolate blasts. The three freezers that lined the inside of the wan. So close to so much treasure. I stepped inside. 
 
 I threw open the first freezer. It was filled with small cardboard boxes that should have half the ice cream. All were empty. I pulled out a few hoping to see full ones underneath. No such luck just some plastic bags of flower,'damn'. I threw open the second freezer. More empty boxes. I pulled out some of them only to find more flower bags, or was it sugar and some herbs. `` come on, I mean is he making the ice cream himself'' I pulled out a few more boxes. `` and now we have stamps, this is ridiculous. Where is the damn ice cream'' I slammed the second freezer shut and glared at the last one.'Last change' I thought'do or die' 
 
 I threw open the last freezer, stared down into it and gasped. 
 
 They were all there, the long twirls, the double dips, the caramel centered. Screw taking just one. I grabbed the box of Century Deluxe. The ones with the thick chocolate cover and the soft caramel center and heaved it out of the freezer. I threw my useless jacket over it and lifted it up. It was delightfully heavy. 
 
 I exited the wan and clasping my frozen gold to my chest legged it as fast as I could down the street. It was a good day after all.
