Sunny Corner
Copyright© 2017 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 10
After she caught up with her breath, Abbie said, “How much?”
“Two hundred seventy kilos ... in sacks.” Jim hemmed... “Give or take a few.”
“Few what?”
“Kilos ... couple of sacks were heavier ... but they all weighed close,” Jim said. But then he said, “No sacks were light.”
“For convenience, could we call it...” She figured in her head...”Two seventy four?”
Jim and I both nodded, “Sure.” “Why not.” “Yeah ... that’ll work.”
We grinned again, rather satisfied with each other.
Then I said, “Might be more.”
Abbie rounded on me, “Will you shut up!?”
She looked at the ceiling ... at the floor ... out the window ... at the ceiling again ... counted on her fingers and said, “Fourteen million, one hundred forty one thousand, one hundred forty dollars.” She looked stunned for a bit ... sat down with a thud ... got back up ... looked at us both.
“Okay ... who did you kill?”
“Nobody.”
There was a long drawn out pause ... with a lot of heavy breathing and looking anywhere but at her ... and I said, “But we did lie to a government official.”
And Jim said, “Not exactly.”
“How not exactly?”
“Well ... they never asked,” Jim looked at me and I nodded.
“Yeah ... never,” I said.
“But you never said,” not a question.
“Right.”
“It was something we didn’t want to explain,” Said Jim.
“What was?”
“What?”
“What didn’t you want to explain?” Abbie asked.
“Where we got the gold,” said Jim.
Abbie looked exasperated, “You’re prospectors, fer christ sake ... where else would you get the gold?”
“I can’t tell you that.”
“No ... can’t,” Agreed Jim ... shaking his head.
“But you have the gold?”
“Yes.”
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