“Two million dollars,” Fisher said, handing over the backpacks.

“Briefcases are traditional,” Panchera said, frowning.

“I had backpacks.”

Fisher waited with forced patience as Panchera unzipped the overstuffed purple backpack and checked the stacks of currency. One of his men opened the orange backpack and did the same.

“While you’re counting to two million,” Fisher said, “maybe you could bring my sister out.”

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