What they saw inside gave them chills.
He removed the filling, revealing a package. Then another. And a third.
They were wads of hundred-dollar bills neatly folded and tied with rubber bands.
Emma and Daniel looked at each other in silence.
—Where are they from? Emma asked quietly.
“If they threw the chair away, it means no one wants it…” Daniel said slowly. “That means whoever threw it didn’t know about the money. Or…”
He remained silent.
“Or maybe it’s someone’s evidence,” Emma finished. Maybe it’s related to crime.
The room became unusually quiet.
“What do we do? Call the police?” he asked.
Daniel ran his hand through his hair and looked at the money again.
“Or maybe buy tickets and go on vacation?”
They were standing in the middle of the room, and on the floor lay something that could change their lives or ruin them.
