Did he get away with it?
I was to dig a hole in the crust about two feet deep and about a foot in diameter and bring back the specimen. It would probably be rocky. We had a special container for the specimen so there wouldn't be any moon dust contaminating the space shuttle. I mean, who knew what little microbes could be lurking.
"A little to your left, Harry," said the voice. Marilyn was overseeing the walk. She kept an eye on the GPS and watched on my space cam.
"How's this?" I bounced over a few feet.
"Right there is good."
I started digging with the multi-purpose drill. Soon I had the perimeter dug. As I scooped out the dirt and rocks, something shiny caught my eye. I brushed off the dust and picked out a diamond as large as my fist. 'Really?' was the thought that ran through my mind. I scooped it into the container with the rest of the material and finished my task.
Once back in the shuttle, I had the job of packaging up the container of moon dust and rocks for the ride back. This had to take place in a dust-free space, and be done alone. But Global Space is quite the Big Brother, someone is always watching.
I had given some thought to the diamond in the hour or so since its discovery. If this could be done, what a coup! I would be the owner of the best rock discovered by man! How could I not do this? We got off the shuttle and I went to my new home. Later, the diamond went to the museum.