Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone

“Most people want a keyed handle on a closet.”

“No key.

Only a handle.”

The screw came out with a dry little squeak.

He held it up to the light.

“This latch was mounted backward,” he said.

“Whoever did it wanted the door to look locked from the hall side, not from inside.”

I pressed my hands flat against my thighs.