"When he what, Rucksack?" I asked as I slapped the coffee table leg against the palm of my hand.
"He-he never said. He just said they were gone."
"Yeah, they were gone, Ricky boy. He dumped his daughter in an orphanage and made off with the jewels."
"No!" Rucksack yelled. "He loved Katie. He wouldn't have left her like that. If he took off without her he had a good reason. He was only doing that one last job to have some money to go away with her."
"Who did you pull that job for, Ricky?"
He looked sick...
Neville Hunt about 3 years ago
(Not as sick as he’ll be without coughing up!)