"No way," you say about the box, "it's creept any, if you had something you wanted to protect, is that really how you would do it?"
Tom thinks. "You mean with heavy chains in my basement? Yeah."
"I mean stuffed in a rickety wooden box," you say. "Jewels, valuables, all that stuff would go in a safe like that one," you gesture over to a large safe, hanging open.
"Oh, shit," Tom exclaims, "There's a safe!"
"I actually just noticed it, too," you confess.
Janice is the one who actually goes over to look. Her eyes open wide as she stares in. Slowly, she pulls out stacks of hundred dollar bills. Your group collects all the money and you quickly make your way back out.
As you exit, the police are waiting for you. "Need help with those stolen goods?" one of the officers jokes. They take the three of you into custody, comfiscating everything and adding up a whole list of charges against the three of you. You wake up feeling cheated of your prize but relieved to not be doing time.