A Twenty-Dollar Bill Dropped Into the Dust Beside a Tennessee Highway
I knew that name.
Wayne Vance was a driver I’d fired six years ago for stealing copper wire out of the repair shop.
“Does it give a physical address for the property?” I asked.
“The certified printout is forty-two dollars,” Mrs.
Gable said, holding her hand out across the counter.
I took another hundred out of the envelope and laid it on the marble.
“Keep the change.”
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