Chapter 9: The Name on the Paper
I wanted to break the pig open right then, but Mrs. Adele stopped me.
“No,” she said. “Not yet.”
She asked me to put it in my hall closet overnight. She said she wanted to think clearly before touching anything else.
The next morning, she called the police.
By noon, Officer Hayes was sitting at her kitchen table, asking quiet questions while I made tea nobody drank.
Mrs. Adele told him about Elias. About the online accounts. About the missing mail. About the power being cut while he claimed everything was handled.
Officer Hayes asked about the red piggy bank.
“It’s at Carmen’s,” she said. “Across the street.”
He looked at me. “Did anyone else know you had it?”
“No.”
That was when Mrs. Adele’s phone rang.
She put it on speaker.
Elias’s voice came through sharp and angry. “Aunt Adele, where is the red pig from the shelf?”
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