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Ok here is the story i was caught steeling at target and it was under 40$ and they said pay the fine and no one will know but the store and me and i want to know if this is a felony or if it is just something between the store and the person who stool cause they said know one would know and outside the room would know and would it be considered a felony and if it would show up on a backround cheak for a job.

Whether or not stealing something of this value is a felony or a misdemeanor really depends on the state where the theft occurred. In Indiana, this is a felony, although it could possibly be amended to a misdemeanor charge of conversion. That doesn't really matter, though, if Target doesn't contact the police. It wouldn't show up on a background report. You really need to pay the amount they ask for in the civil demand letter. If you don't they will probably sue you in civil court and contact the police to file theft charges. In Indiana, for a felony, the statute of limitations for having felony charges filed is 5 years.

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