Rough Weather
“When Healy came in he saw her on the couch and paused to pat her. She wagged her tail but didn’t get off the couch.
“Bring Your Dog to Work Day?” Healy said.
“I get so lonely,” I said.
“We got a ransom demand,” Healy said. “For Adelaide Van Meer.”
“Who got it, her mother?”
“Yep. Five million dollars.”
“Note,” Healy said. “Block letters, looks like someone printed them with their off hand.”
“Payoff instructions?”
“To come,” Healy said.
He took a photocopy of a letter from his inside pocket and smoothed it out on my desktop in front of me.
IF YOU WANT YOUR DAUGHTER BACK COME UP WITH $5 MILLION. YOU HAVE A WEEK TO GET IT. WE’LL CONTACT YOU THEN.
“How’d it arrive?” I said.
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