A three AM phone call about a locked room changed everything

that room?” I asked.

“I found it in his golf bag,” she said. “A heavy brass key with three notches on the end. He keeps the leather bag in the garage closet behind the winter coats.”

I rubbed the indentation on my left ring finger where my wedding band used to sit. I remembered finding that exact brass key in Alan’s briefcase three years ago, before continue reading …