Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone
Patricia stood by the coat rack, one finger twisting the top button of her silver cardigan.
She hadn’t sat down once since Judge Vance signed the search order, and she hadn’t taken her eyes off my hands.
“Stand behind me, Major,” Bell said.
I backed up until my shoulder touched the door frame, my hands pressed flat against my thighs.
“You don’t need those,” Derek said.
“I can open it.” Bell fitted the jaws around the brass shackle.
“You had your chance.”
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