Lost an Found

People leave a lot in my cabs. Cell phones and keys are the most common. Last night an original painting was left. I later found out it was a $2000 portrait of Irish Revolutionary, Michael Collins. I knew where the guy lived, but it was real far away. I had driven out there twice, once with him, when he forgot the painting, and again with his car. I did not fin the painting until I was leaving my cab to go inside my house. The guy was not a goo tipper, but he was fairly prominent. Most importantly I knew where he drank. So I decided I would drop it by there so I would not have to drive out to the next county with it.
I was on my way to pick up the bar's owner, who is a regular and he recognized the painting right away. He said the man had been wondering about it earlier. I offered to bring it in then and there, but the customer asked me to wait until I returned. The passenger that left it did not remember getting home the night before. I had insisted he take my number as he has entrusted me with his keys to shuttle his car home later that night. But the scribbled name an number probably meant nothing to him. I brought it in, and I think the whole bar cheered. It was a good thing. But I will say this, had he been a better tipper, I'd have brought it to his home without hesitation.