Hannah noticed that one of the paintings lay on a work table. She picked it up, and brought it to Allie, who stood next to the transport box. Hannah removed the keychain necklace from her neck. She placed the key inside the empty storage spot. She pointed to the canvass by Vermeer. “Your grandma, Helen, saw this painting before I was born, Allie. She told me about the beautiful building and the beautiful paintings she had seen there.” Hannah paused while deeply examining the painting. “The bad men took this beautiful painting and others away from the building and hid them in a secret place.”
“Like, in this box?”
“No, Allie,” replied Hannah. “The bad men hid these paintings somewhere, and it looks like the bad men are moving the paintings to another hiding place.”
Allie watche
