The deepest mystery the police here have had in years troubled the whole force and the City Hall employes today. The jail keys were gone. There were four sets of the keys, and every solitary key had disappeared.
The motive was as much a mystery as the whereabouts of the keys. There was only one prisoner in the municipal prison, an inebriate individual who bore the name of Shepherd. Shepherd was as innocent as a shorn sheep, for he was locked up and he wasn’t any Houdini. In fact, a hack saw had to be used to release him. For four sets of keys to disappear simultaneously spelled conspiracy to the police.
From the front page of the Kinston Free Press, March 28, 1923
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