They laughed when a ragged boy walked into the bank with a worn bag—until he opened it, and the manager’s face went pale as he realized who the boy was

See you soon.”

The line went dead.

Slowly, Caldwell lowered the receiver and met Evan’s eyes. Outside the blinds, the noise of the lobby had returned, but it sounded distant now—like the bank had turned into an aquarium and they were the only ones who knew the glass was about to crack.

Evan’s voice dropped to a whisper.

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