rear view

It's easy to say in retrospect that she shouldn't have done it, but not only the tree, but all of the Christmas decorations were at stake. And for a motelier, decor is everything. Thank the Goddess they hadn't taken the Valentine's Day devil ducks.
"Meet me at the storage facility outside of town," the Voice said. "Come alone. Bring cash. We're almost out of time. Wait by the gate for further instructions."
Dusk was falling, when the motelier nervously pulled up at American Storage. The place seemed deserted but for a light in the office and the sound of a dog barking.
The cellphone rang. "Drop the cash into the slot. Do not hang up."
She dropped the cash into the slot. And then, as if by magic, the electric gate swung wide.
"Procede to storage unit 38," the voice said over the phone.
She shifted the car into drive.
Why I can't stop: Hindsight is so notoriously 20-20.