Scott nodded. “Tyler said that’s when it’ll have to be. Eleven o’clock. I’d go in the back door of Grail’s Building Supply, unlock the safe, take the money, and hustle out the same way I got in.”
She stayed quiet awhile, thinking. In a voice that was almost a whisper she said, “Eight hundred thousand? That’s what he told you?”
“At least that much. He gets half, and I—you and I—get the other half.”
“Good God.” She looked past Scott, staring at nothing, then focused on him again. “Why eleven o’clock?”
“That’s the rest of the story,” he said. “This contact of Tyler’s also told him Butch Langston’s wife told her that Butch and Jobie Ward are planning to break into the building supply store at exactly eleven tonight, drill out the lock to the front display window, and steal The Big Picture—
