‘Sir,’ Audrey said, clearly struggling to maintain her temper, ‘this is a charitable donation establishment. Generally, people bring us the things they no longer want. We put the items out for sale. Items are sold. It is as simple as that.’ The man’s shoulders slumped a little. ‘That’s just it,’ he said with a sigh, the fire going out of him. ‘This wasn’t an item that was no longer wanted. It came to your shop in error and it is of the utmost importance I get it back.’
