The Frozen Secret of Crystal Oak and the Father Who Never Died
Marcus clicked the folder, and a prompt popped up, asking for a physical authorization key.
“It’s looking for a USB security token,” Marcus said, his face falling. “Trevor must have carried it on him.”
I thought back to the night Trevor was suspended.
He had dropped his key ring on the desk, and I had put it in the safe in the back room.
“Wait,” I said, running out of the office and down the short hallway to the walk-in freezer area, where the manager’s safe was located.
My hands were shaking as I spun the dial of the wall safe, recalling the combination Trevor had made me memorize.
The heavy metal door swung open.
Inside, resting on top of a stack of cash envelopes, was a heavy brass key ring with a small, black USB drive attached to it.
I grabbed the drive and ran back to the office, my breath forming white clouds in the cold air.
“Is this it?” I asked, handing the USB drive to Marcus.
He plugged it into his laptop.
The red warning on the screen vanished, replaced by a green progress bar that began to fill.