New Yorkers love a good crime story. They also dote on stories about people with big wads of money. They also like stories about what people do when they manage—as most New Yorkers never do —to break out of their humdrum, nickel-nursing lives. Last week they got all three kinds of story rolled into one.
First there was a guy in a humdrum cashier's job who managed to steal more than $800,000 in a little more than a year. He was a bland, nice-looking fellow with a black mustache, who had worked all his...