CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
Nash entered the train station with high hopes that his theory was correct. Fortunately, Finchley didn’t have any gyms, golf clubs, or anywhere someone might find a locker. Unfortunately, the key wasn’t a safety deposit box. It was the wrong type of key.
This was a locker key, making Nash think the only place it could be in town was the train station.
The key had the number eighteen stamped into it. But Nash found it difficult to believe a man trying to hide something would be so stupid not to have hidden the key. Or perhaps he thought the only safe place was on his person?
Not that any of this would matter if Nash was wrong. A year ago, he would have been able to break everything down after gathering the facts. It would have taken only a moment of concentration to a
