James spread his hands wide, equal parts irked that she hadn’t called him before trying it, and impressed. The girl had balls. “Well, there you have it,” he mused. “Lesson one.” He looked at her nylon bag but didn’t mention the plates. As it turned out, leather cord wasn’t the only thing Celeste liked to steal. If that car was hot, then time was of the essence.
“I want to ask you about that arm, but before we get on the road… Should I hide my spare change cup? I’ve got some poker chips I’ve been meaning to cash in.”