CHAPTER 1, Part 4
Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 Part 4 | Chapter 2

Dan followed her out of the pub concerned about her decision to go alone to the bank, even though it was only a couple blocks. The easy way she had with him, her passion for everything, the trees, life, her work—it was attractive. Watching her move briskly down the sidewalk, he found himself wishing there was a way to prolong their contact. But reason prevailed, and he walked to the right and she to the left, he fighting the impulse to follow. It was a slow morning, the shops just preparing for the onslaught of afternoon foot-traffic—traffic that might not come on this noticeably quiet Saturday.

Maybe because he was uneasy about the money, or because he had more to say, or because of that damnable intrigue, he turned to watch her one last time. As he did so, a figure in a long, brown leather coat and cowboy hat came at her rapidly from behind.

He didn't actually reason out that it was too warm for a long coat; it was more that everything about the situation appeared wrong.

Then it hit him.

The briefcase.

"Wait," he shouted. And ran.

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