I had to keep exhaling and inhaling on purpose in order to force calm into my body, catching the bob of my foot at the end of my crossed legs before I could kick the desk in front of me one
more time. My fingers, wound together tight enough I felt the impression of the key they held embedding itself permanently into my flesh, refused to unlock or let it go while I waited, heart pounding, for Tom Brackshaw to return.
With the safety deposit box my grandmother left for me.
It was hard to wait this long, to control my excitement now that Jenny was in custody for Mason's murder and our little town returning to normal after the stir the young Patterson's death had caused. Crew had been thoughtful enough to let Dad know about Mason's autopsy, to fill in the last detail that bothered me. Three
