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CHAPTER 33: THE KEY

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Elena turned the key over in her palm.

Small and brass and ordinary in the way that important things often were. She had learned that from her father. The most significant things rarely announced themselves.

"What bank," she said.

"Three miles from here," Daniel said. "Main street. It opens at nine."

Elena looked at the clock on the kitchen wall.

8:14 AM.

She set the key on the table and looked at Daniel.

"Sit down," she said.

He looked at her.

"Please," she added. "There are things I need to u
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