Sliding it in
The gap wasn’t wide enough for even her smallest finger, but the hanger might fit. Abby crouched by the car, rehearsing how the hook would slide through and catch the lock.
Tricky, but possible. Nervous energy buzzed in her veins. She wasn’t a thief, yet here she was, planning a break-in. Deep down, she believed the risk was worth it.
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