The Secret of a Good Samaritan

In kenny collins's cramped front room, perkins tips a bulging hold all on its end and slowly undoes the zip. Stacks of gold coins tower over. Wads of cash in every currency. Gold bars gleam under paper packets full of gem stones. It's like something from an adventure story, arranged in a square on the floor. The men start sifting through the hall. Perkins has handled enough jewelry over the ears to know there's close to ten million pounds worth in front of him - not counting the golden cash.