Major Hannah Nolan Comes Home to Chesapeake and Discovers Nineteen Thousand Dollars Gone
“That sounds just like him.”
He dropped the old brass assembly into a paper sack and ran his thumb along the door frame.
“I can have the new handle on in ten minutes,” he said.
“Brass.
Turns quiet.”
“Quiet is exactly what I want.”
He fitted the handle while I held the sack.
The latch clicked as softly as a cabinet door.