Hattie is walking toward Bi-Lo when a woman approaches her, holding up an envelope. "I just found this with $1,500 in it and I don’t know what to do with it," the stranger says.

Hattie, who is nearly 80 years old, looks confused. "What do you want from me?" Hattie asks.

Just then, a second woman walks up claiming to have overheard the conversation. "I work for a lawyer and I’ll bet he knows what to do. Maybe we can keep the money if there’s no name on the envelope," says lady number two.

The two women decide to leave the envelope with $1,500 in it with Hattie while they go check with the lawyer. "We want to do what’s right," one woman says.

The two women decide that if Hattie keeps the envelope, she should have a "financial stake" in the deal, so they ask Hattie to put some of her own money in the envelope while they go check with the lawyer.

Hattie thinks that sounds reasonable, so she stuffs $350 in the envelope. The first woman hands the envelope back to Hattie, and off they go to the lawyer’s office.

After 15 minutes, Hattie’s feet begin to hurt. There’s no bench in front of the store, so she returns to her parked car and waits there.

An hour passes and Hattie’s patience is wearing thin. First she was angry, now she’s worried. She takes a peek inside the envelope. Just wants to be sure her $350 is safe.

"My goodness!" Hattie thinks, as she reaches inside the envelope and starts pulling out slips of newspaper cut to the size of money.

Hattie knows she’s been hoodwinked. Specifically, she’s the victim of a "pigeon drop." Does she call the police? No, she’s embarrassed. Is that all there is? Not hardly. The crooked ladies aren’t through with Hattie yet. We’ll have the rest of the story next week.