“Hope,” he said, sliding a crumpled flyer across the sticky Formica. “I’ve done it. I’ve finally cracked the code.”
“Daddy. What is this?”
Hope had long accepted her role as the only responsible primate in the household. hope harper daddy's monkey business
“That’s what the IRS said! But Gibbons proved them wrong. He’s a visionary.” “Hope,” he said, sliding a crumpled flyer across
It was hidden under a pile of banana receipts: a leather-bound journal filled with her father’s cramped handwriting. But it wasn’t about bookkeeping. It was about heists . ” he said