My Family Reported Five Million Dollars Stolen Before They Ever Checked My Leather Case
“Square under the lamp.
She’ll come back for it.”
“Then don’t move it.
Not one inch.”
I was taping the fourth box when she paused with the tape still between her teeth and nodded at the front window.
“There’s a Camry at the end of the block,” she said.
“It was there when I pulled in.
It’s still there.”