‘I can’t,’ Clem said. ‘There’s no food in the truck. It’s
full of gold bullion. This thing’s too big for me, Shamus. What shall I do?’
We went to the truck. It was the one I was looking for.
It belonged to Big Tom. It said CAT FOOD on the side. It was so full of gold bullion it was bursting at the seams. I pulled the newspaper out of my pocket and showed it to Clem. BIGGEST BANK ROBBERY IN THE HISTORY OF NEW YORK THIEVES STEAL A FORTUNE IN GOLD BULLION
‘Keep this under your hat,’ I said.
‘Okay, Shamus,’ Clem said. He took the newspaper
and folded it and put it under his hat.
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