Sometimes Truchot is stranger than fiction.
Was it with the disappearing Steve Frye gentleman?
Some guy named Rob. I left the briefcase full of money in a trash can per his instructions. Some guy in a ski mask picked it up, which I was told would happen. Per instructions I returned to the same trash can the next day where he was supposed to leave the wine and it wasn’t there.
Then it occurred to me. This isn’t ski season!