He wished he could ask Mrs.
McAllister about it. She’d know exactly what documents he needed to prove provenance and probably be able to provide them too.
Felix paused as a thought occurred to him. He strode to the kitchen and stared at Mrs.
McAllister’s house. He hadn’t seen anyone there since the day she died. Henry would probably go trawling through there for valuables soon enough, but for now, everything was exactly as the old lady left it.
There might still be a way he could sell the box.
It wasn’t something he wanted to do, but he didn’t think Mrs. McAllister would’ve minded. Besides, he had no other choice.
Felix went through his toolboxes.
He selected a couple of things he thought might be useful, then fetched his boltcutter from the garage. He gathered his tools together in a backpack. Now, he just had to wait.
After Suzie went to bed that night, Felix crept out and vaulted the fence dividing his and Mrs.
McAllister’s yard. He snuck up to the back door and turned on his headlamp.
It didn’t take long for Felix to force the back door open. He entered the house and went straight to the sitting room.
He searched an old writing desk and a cabinet but found nothing, so he headed to the bedroom.
A chill went down Felix’s spine as he stepped into Mrs. McAllister’s bedroom. It still smelled like her in here.
Looking through her personal space felt creepy and invasive, but he forced himself to continue.
He was halfway across the room when the bedroom light turned on.
“Not so high and mighty now, are you Felix?” Henry crowed from the door.
Felix turned. Henry was holding his phone up, and the flash flickered in Felix’s eyes as Henry took photos of him.
Felix raised a hand to hide his face. “This isn’t what it looks like, Henry.
I just need—”
“The documentation for the box, I know.” Henry smirked. “See, unlike you, my family has a known connection to that box so the auction house contacted me after you tried to scam them. Funny how provenance works, huh?
Of course, I told them you stole it—”
“That’s a lie!”
“Can you prove that?” Henry crossed his arms and widened his stance, filling the doorway.
“I knew you’d come back here looking for the box’s certificate of authentication and all of that because there’s no way you can prove ownership without it, and if you can’t prove ownership, you can’t sell the box.”
“Now, I’ll give you one last chance to do the right thing,” Henry continued. “That box is useless to you now. I’ll give you until 8 a.
m tomorrow to hand it over to me, otherwise I’ll report you for breaking and entering, trespassing, and theft.”
Henry smiled coldly as he stepped aside, leaving the doorway open. “The choice is yours, Felix. Hand over my box, or rot in jail.”
Felix fled from Mrs.
McAllister’s house. The consequences he now faced weighed heavily on his shoulders, and he didn’t know what to do next.
It seemed to him like all his efforts to use the box to brighten Suzie’s future had done nothing but get him deeper and deeper into trouble. He wished he’d left the box in Mrs.
McAllister’s house the same day he found her dead.
But she’d wanted him to have it and Henry had a darn nerve to call him a liar and a thief. Felix didn’t believe Henry would stick to his word even if Felix handed the box over. He removed the box from the place he’d hidden it and set it on the kitchen table.
He stared at it as thoughts raced through his mind.
It took Felix all night to reach a decision, but by the time the first rays of sunlight peeked through the neighbor’s tall trees, he knew what he had to do.
He called his mom and asked her to come over right away. Next, he went into Suzie’s room and woke her up.
“Suzie, sweetie, I need you to pack a bag as quickly as possible,” he said.
A few hours later, Felix stood at the front door with his mom and Suzie. He’d explained everything to them as best as possible, but now the time had come to say goodbye.
“Here.” Felix gave the box to Suzie.
“The first opportunity you get, I want you to take this to a pawn shop and sell it. Don’t take anything less than 100, 000 dollars for it, okay?”
Suzie nodded. “But Dad, I still don’t understand…why can’t you come with us?”
“Baby, Henry will never rest if I disappear.
Besides, I think this is the right thing to do, and the only way to get clear of this mess while still ensuring you get to live your life to the fullest. Trust me, Suzie. I didn’t reach this decision lightly.”
Felix hugged his daughter tightly and held back the tears forming in his eyes.
Saying goodbye to her was one of the hardest things he’d ever faced in his life.
“Promise me you’ll live a good life, Suzie,” he said as he looked into her eyes. “Study hard so you make something of yourself, and travel so you can see what the world has to offer you. Take care of your grandma…family is important, and the elderly deserve our respect.”
“I promise!” Suzie started to cry.
“This won’t be like this forever, Suzie.” Felix wiped the tears that trailed down his daughter’s cheeks.
“Someday, we’ll be together again and this whole mess will be behind us. But until then, I need you to be strong and make the most of every day.”
Police sirens wailed in the distance. Felix checked his watch.
It was 8:30 a.m., half an hour past the deadline Henry gave him. He couldn’t escape the suspicion that those sirens were coming for him. Felix hurried Suzie out the door and into his mom’s car.
He then hugged his mom, told her how much he loved her, and said goodbye.
He watched Mom and Suzie pull out of the driveway as the police sirens grew closer and closer. He watched them until they were out of sight and took some comfort from knowing they were clear of this mess when the cops arrested him.
Despite Henry’s confident threats, the charges he laid against Felix were not as clear-cut as he’d made them out to be. There were a couple of legal technicalities that needed to be worked through, and since the box was now missing, key parts of Henry’s case were in doubt.
The judge had granted Felix bail during the arraignment.
Since there was nobody to pay it for him, he’d spent the last four months in a holding cell awaiting his day in court.
All of that changed one day.
“Hey, Felix.” One of the prison guards banged against the bars of his cell. “Get up and get over here. Today is your lucky day.”
“What do you mean?” Felix warily rose from his bunk and approached the bars.
The guard smiled and unlocked the door.
“You’re going home. Somebody posted your bail.”
Felix was deeply confused, but he didn’t argue with the guard. He also didn’t ask any of the questions swirling through his thoughts as he followed the man to the front section of the prison.
“Dad!” Suzie hurtled toward him at full speed and threw herself into his arms.
“God, I’ve missed you so much!”
“What are you doing here?” Felix looked down at his daughter. “I don’t understand…”
Suzie grinned at him. “I’ll explain everything soon, but first, let’s get you out of here!”
It seemed to take forever for the prison officials to process his release, but eventually, Felix stepped out onto the street with his daughter at his side.
Mom was parked at the curb, waiting for them.
“Okay, Suzie, I can’t wait anymore,” Felix said as they got into the car. “What’s going on?”
“Well, I didn’t listen to you about the box.” Suzie smiled sheepishly. “I did look into places where I could sell it, but I couldn’t resist the temptation to try to open it.”
“She worked on that darn box for months!” Mom added.
“Had a little notebook and everything to record the different combinations she tried.”
“And just last week I figured it out!” Suzie continued. “The box opened and you’ll never guess what was inside.”
“Just tell me already!” Felix cried, his excitement and curiosity almost overwhelming him.
“A certificate of authentication, a letter from Mrs. McAllister’s great-great-grandfather that confirms he gave the box to her great-grandmother, and a note from Mrs.
McAllister.” Suzie gave him an earnest look then. “She really wanted you to have that box, Dad. The note said so.”
Felix frowned.
He still didn’t understand
