Willison POV

Willison heard the door of his truck close and knew the two would-be cat burglars had completed their mission.

“Anyway, you think about it and let me know,” Willison said, backing away from the door.

“Alright,” Mrs. Watson said, watching him go.

“Thanks again and sorry for interrupting your evening.”

Willison turned and power walked down the path, trying not to appear too suspicious.

He climbed into the truck and the other two men chuckled like schoolboys.

“Drive, drive, drive!” Pops crowded.

Willison shook his head as he started the engine and pulled away from the curb at a reasonable and sedate pace.

“Where did Pops take you...