Bedtime Story: Silver and Scotch – Night 20
Silver and Scotch
Copyright 2015 by Barbara Hinske
Blake purchased a suitcase at Wal-Mart and checked out of the budget motel. It was past time to move along. When he returned, he’d see about a short-term vacation rental that he’d arrange through a disinterested clerk at an online rental agency.
His flight to JFK arrived slightly ahead of schedule and he took the subway into Manhattan. He checked into a small, nondescript hotel near Grand Central Station and changed into his Thomas Johnson attire. He strapped on the expensive-looking watch and noted the time. If he set out immediately, he’d reach the shop in the diamond district before lunch. To the outside world, the shop looked like every other Hasidic jeweler. Blake knew it as the place where he’d received twenty cents on the dollar for the silver he brought in. Most of it was melted down, with only the most valuable antiques quietly spirited away to Europe for private sale.
It was time to find out if he could still convert silver into cash.