Chapter 34

Chapter 34

Meanwhile, a restless crowd shuffled around inside a bank in downtown, waiting with bated breath.

Ruth was parked at the counter of Starspire Bank.

The teller behind the glass had been handling Ruth with a half-baked attitude, mostly because she seemed so chill.

But then he froze, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

The computer screen lit up with her card balance: $100,000,000!

A hundred million dollars.

He looked at the zeros, his breathing turned quick and shaky.

In his three years at this bank, he'd never seen an account break eight figures.

Usually, once a balance got eight digits, you were a VIP-someone the manager would swoop in to deal with personally.

But now? Nine figures were staring him down-an insane amount of money.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Then he leaned his head a bit, giving Ruth a once-over through the glass.

He scanned her from top to bottom, looking for any sign of wealth. Nothing. She didn't even hint at being loaded.

A greedy spark flickered in his eyes, growing brighter by the second.

A hundred million bucks!

If he could just grab a fraction of that, he'd be golden for life!

He tamped down his excitement, put on a neutral face, and looked at Ruth through the window.

"Where'd you get this card?" he aked.

"My daughter gave it to me," Ruth replied, totally unfazed.

The teller's face clouded over at her response.

pushed harder, "How old's your daughter? What

"What's that got to do

"You're going tell me exactly where this card came

the entrance, the greeter who'd shown Ruth

him

small nod and flashed a "100"

greeter

twisted as she glared at Ruth. Her

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card come from? Is it yours? Your daughter's? Did you

hostile stares. She reached for the card in

you acting like I'm a crook?

snagging the

bet it's stolen-by you or your daughter!" she

station with

pocket the cash herself-that'd be

she liked money, but you've got

an in: the deputy director at Bastion Police Station. No way that sleazy guy wouldn't jump at a score this

the Fuller family's place, Raven and Brynjar were on their

had been dragged to

in.

hesitate-just floored

inside Bastion Police

sat in a holding room, wrists cuffed,

stood across from

greeter and the teller. The third? A balding, middle-aged

Morgan, the deputy

"Smack!"

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piece of paper down

snarled, his voice sharp and cold, "Your confession's ready. Sign

the three people who'd hauled her in and were now pushing her to admit she

voice stayed calm, even.

smirked, letting out a short,

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