Just four digits (a short story)

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Reluctantly, he handed over the key.

He couldn’t believe it. This was the third time his hardware store had been robbed in less than a year. But the others had been break-ins: this was the first time he’d been held up while closing the shop. ‘That’ll teach me for staying late to do the bookkeeping,’ he thought to himself.