“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 Mrs. McAllister’s insistence that he take the box, but Suzie wasn’t finished, so he didn’t get much time to mull it over.
“So I showed the note to your lawyer, and then I took the box with all the papers to an antique dealer.” Suzie grinned broadly. “He gave us enough money for it to post bail and we still have $100,000 left!”
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