Repo Madness
“Collecting him would get me almost to where I could afford the Wolfingers’ tickets. Yancy lived on a bluff overlooking Torch Lake—a beautiful, shockingly clear body of water right off Highway 31 between Traverse City and Charlevoix. Yancy’s driveway was so long, it could have supported at least one cherry stand, maybe a rest area and a traveler’s bureau. He had a separate garage with five doors, the one in the middle oversized so he could park his sailboat or maybe an armored car full of gold b...ullion. The house itself looked to have more bedrooms than the average hotel, and a grand wooden staircase built of redwood between the garage and the house descended through the trees down to the beach below. Or at least I assumed it was beach—this time of year the lake and the shore were both frozen solid and coated with white.
I got sidetracked on the way to the front door. A ladder was leaning up against the house, and I could hear someone up there, moving around on the back side—the lake side—of the roof.MoreLess
I got sidetracked on the way to the front door. A ladder was leaning up against the house, and I could hear someone up there, moving around on the back side—the lake side—of the roof.MoreLess
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