Sonia heaved her relief at passing through customs without being stopped. Now to get out of the airport and find the car.
It was where they’d agreed. She fumbled for her keys, the spares given to her before the trip.
Now to switch facemasks. She tucked the used mask into the glove compartment – along with the five diamonds sewn between the layers.
66 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Smuggle