Maya thought about that number for a long time.

Six hundred thousand dollars of her great-aunt’s life, a woman dead in a burning car, three prison sentences — and somewhere in the middle of it, a link in the chain that cost nine hundred dollars.

In September of the following year, Maya Sterling stood in a courtroom and was handed a corrected certificate of title, and 2B was hers again.

She drove into the city the next morning and let herself in with a new key.