The Match.
"We checked. No bank, no post office, nothing around that pub." King says. "He must have given it to someone." I say. "We don't even know that bag contents money or not." Deepak says. Jayesh is seriously thinking of something sitting on my couch. "There's a Spa which has a special locker system. It's only for the premium members. They can only have access to the locker room and they assigned each member their personal lockers. Locked by a password known to that particular member. It's a luxurious spa open for prominent society members." "It could be. Can you get the members' list?" "Okay, I am on it. And about him..." "We'll talk later." Saying this, Jayesh disconnected the call. "About whom?" I ask. "No one." "Your father?" "No, nothing important." "Look, Jayesh, I don't know
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