“It is for sale, is it not?”
“Yes, but….” For the first time, the strange witch looked more puzzled than frightened. “It’s eighty thousand dollars.”
“Good thing I carry plenty of cash, then.” He produced the wallet from his front pocket, and calmly began pulling out hundred-dollar bills, stacking them on the counter. Since the woman appeared to be frozen in shock, he said, “Perhaps you could take out that necklace and wrap it up for me? This is going to take a while.”
A blink, and she said, “Yes, sure.”
The case rattled a bit as she opened it. Realizing that having enormous stacks of hundred-dollar bills lying out on top of the glass would be rather conspicuous if anyone else were to come into the shop, Loc instead produced a satchel from the air, then made sure that eight hundred of t
