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“Holy shit.”
It was a diamond necklace, with what looked like at least a hundred stones.
“What?” Jury glanced up from the letter.
“Look.” She held out the box.
“Whoa. Seriously?”
Imogen opened the one beneath it. It held two diamond bracelets.
“Holy. Shit,” Jury echoed.
Then the third. They both stared at it as Imogen lifted it out and eased the lid open.
“Oh my God.”
There were at least a dozen small gold bars inside.
“Whoa,” Jury whispered.
At the bottom was a checkbook. Imogen handed Jury the gold and picked it up. When she opened it, a slip of paper fluttered out. Jury grabbed it.
“What does it say?”
“It’s a bank balance slip.” Jury paused. “Holy fuckballs. I can’t be reading this right. Here, look at it.”
Jury handed it to her as she swallowed. Imogen had never seen her sister’s eyes look quite so big.
She took it and read it. “Holy shitballs.”
“Right? Am I crazy? Is that …”
“Thirty-six million dollars,” Imogen whispered. She jerked her gaze up to Jury’s. “This can’t be real.”
“Right?”
Imogen opened the checkbook and stared at the checks. She blinked twice. “Our names are on these,” she told Jury.
“No way …”
She handed the checkbook to her sister.
“How in the world …” her sister whispered, and she was thinking the same thing.
“I have no idea …”
“What do we do?” Jury asked.
Imogen rubbed a hand over her face. “I have no idea …” she repeated. “But holy shit. This is not what I was expecting.”
“You and me both, sister. You and me both.”
CHAPTER SIX
“Do you think she left a key for Mom and Dad too? Or just for us?”
“I honestly don’t know anything right now. I’m just shocked and have no idea what to think.”
