Clara found a forged receipt for forty thousand dollars

to take these over to my place,” Donald said, setting the box down on the wooden porch table.

“The house is locked, Donald,” I said, holding up my set of keys.

“Actually, I left it open,” Donald said, gesturing toward the heavy oak door. “We don’t need to be locking each other out anymore.”

He picked up his box of spices, but as he walked down the steps,continue reading …