What they saw inside sent a chill through them. 

He pulled back the stuffing, revealing a package. Then a second. And a third.
They were neatly folded wads of hundred-dollar bills, tied with rubber bands.

Emma and Daniel looked at each other silently.
“Where are they from?” Emma asked quietly.
“If the chair was thrown out, that means no one wants it…” Daniel said slowly. “That means whoever threw it out didn’t know about the money. Or…”
He fell silent.
“Or maybe it’s someone’s evidence,” Emma finished. “Maybe it’s related to the crime.”
The room grew unusually quiet.
“What should we do? Call the police?” she asked.
Daniel ran his hand through his hair and looked at the money again.
“Or… maybe buy tickets and go on vacation?”
They stood in the middle of the room, and on the floor lay something that could either change their lives or ruin it.
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