CHAPTER 18“What do you mean, the box was empty?” Christy exploded, regarding Jimmy imploringly as if he might be lying to her. The shock at discovering her precious money had not been in the deposit box where she and Rick had purposefully taken it, at the latter’s suggestion twenty four hours after the raid, had been great, her stomach plummeting as he explained about the non existence of the buff coloured envelope she sought. Christy exchanged hard, suspicious glances at McIllvaney in the front seat of the car.
McIllvaney bundled Jimmy into the back seat. Producing the gun he shoved it into his face, the Irishman aware of there being little time for hanging around. Christy lit a cigarette with a trembling hand, both of them regarding Jimmy with an air of speculation.
Jimmy froze. “Look,
