Claire Bought a Two-Dollar Ticket Right Before Mark Demanded Her House Keys
“Did they confirm the register number?” I asked.
“Terminal three,” she said, pointing right at the scanner in front of her.
“The central database logged the sale right here.
Some customer walked out of here yesterday morning with seventy-three million dollars in their pocket.”
“Has anyone come in to claim it?” I asked.
“Not yet,” she said.
“The corporate office is sending a huge vinyl banner to hang over our roof this afternoon.
The reporters are trying to interview everybody who bought coffee here yesterday.”