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“no matter how many times you move or how big and fancy your house gets, you’re still stuck with yourself.”
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“A key is worthless unless you know what it’s for, she thought,”
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“love is an endless course And I am the runner, euphoric.”
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“opportunity. The bizarre codes on the pages she’d sorted for Randy suddenly made sense. They must have been the files that kept track of where the bank had stashed millions of dollars. Jim wanted the money out, and so did the Covellis. The Mob was somehow involved with the bank’s dealings, and Carmichael worked for them. Being a bartender was just a facade. Beatrice hadn’t known him at all. But Tony and Max had known him, she realized. Tony was a police detective; he was the one who told her about the Covellis in the first place. He must have known. Every word Carmichael might have overheard at the bar replayed in her mind—her conversations with Tony about snooping around the bank, the missing safe deposits, the missing master key. Maybe Tony had wanted Carmichael to hear. The old man pointed the gun at Teddy in her head. Maybe the Covellis would bring down the bank if law enforcement failed. No one, not even Tony, suspected that she and Max had the power to do anything but run. Max was right. They all underestimated women like them. Beatrice stepped out from behind the curtain with the keys in her hand and crept toward the vault. CHAPTER 72 Friday, August 28, 1998 A black-and-white photograph of two women looked up from Box 547 in the yellow glow of the detective’s flashlight. They were smiling. The glass in the silver picture frame was cracked. Iris picked it up and handed it to Detective McDonnell. Underneath it she found a brown leather book and a candle. That was it. “What the hell is this?” Iris”
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“There’s a saying where I come from, bella. Never steal from a graveyard. You might disturb the ghosts.”
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“You can’t trust these corporate types. They’ll chew you up and spit you out without a second thought if it makes them more money.”
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“You’d be surprised how many of those fat-cat bankers is still around.”
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“The whole place was a lost black-and-white photograph.”
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“Gleaming letters spelled out “First Bank of Cleveland Est. 1903” on the wall over two solid metal doors with swirling cast-bronze handles that led to some other room. The doors were closed.”
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“A key is worthless unless you know what it’s for,”
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“Never steal from a graveyard. You might disturb the ghosts.”
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“creepy building by herself. She wasn’t even that good at it, missing bays on the plans and getting sidetracked. Mr.”
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“Iris turned back toward Linda’s office”
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“another drink. “Poor girls like us without rich daddies, without fancy schooling, without a husband,”
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“So you really think movin’ out of here’s gonna be better, huh? Just remember, Iris, no matter how many times you move or how big and fancy your house gets, you’re still stuck with yourself. You got me? You can’t buy your way outta that one, not with all the money in all . . .”
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“Iris”
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“Iris found herself lagging behind to keep from pushing the blabbermouth into traffic.”
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“He grabbed her wrist and led her through the round doorway and into the vault.”
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“have to drill the casing open and replace the entire thing. It’s a huge waste of money if you ask me.” “Do”
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“You’re practically invisible in that office—a ghost. People always underestimate women like us.”
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“She gave a small nod and wondered what kind of cop would take her to a bar for questioning. A good one, she decided.”
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“These bankers here ain’t no different than anybody else. They lie, they cheat, they steal. Difference is, they don’t get caught.”
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“The doctor talked about her aunt as if she were a broken car.”
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“She had just breached the unspoken professional credo—thou shalt not bitch and moan.”
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“So you really think movin’ out of here’s gonna be better, huh? Just remember, Iris, no matter how many times you move or how big and fancy your house gets, you’re still stuck with yourself. You got me? You can’t buy your way outta that one, not with all the money in all . . .” The old woman’s voice trailed off as the truck pulled away.”
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“But you can’t just put your whole life on hold, waiting for someday to get here. What if it never does, and then what do you got?”
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“Your worth? Christ, Iris! Never look to a job for that, okay? You can’t trust these corporate types. They’ll chew you up and spit you out without a second thought if it makes them more money. Fuck ’em! Do what you want.”
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“She didn’t want to grow up to be like her parents, whittling away the time, eating bran cereal and watching Wheel of Fortune. She didn’t want to be her mother, reading her grocery-store romance novels, pan-frying steaks for a husband who ignored her, and muttering her opinions into the clothes dryer. She didn’t know what she wanted, but it sure as shit wasn’t that. It all seemed so damned pointless.”
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“McDonnell had been holding. Iris’s eyes followed”
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“The evening sun hung over the east side of town like an orange heat lamp.”
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