Brainstorming at home
Back at Tim’s place, they sat at the kitchen table, the cash still a looming presence in their minds. “So, a tall, balding man in a green coat,” Mary repeated. “That’s all we’ve got.” They discussed where else to look, but without more clues, they felt lost. The money sat there, unspent and untouched, like a ticking clock that couldn’t be ignored.
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