“Twelve-passenger.

A hundred and forty a day, plus mileage.”

“And the deposit?”

“Already down.” She slid a paper across to me, folded in thirds.

“This is the copy.”

I opened it.

A standard agreement, the agency’s name at the top, the dates right, December twenty-fourth through the thirtieth, the vehicle listed as a twelve-passenger extended.

Down at the bottom, the renter’s signature line was blank.