Man Digs Up Old Key In His Backyard, Then An Expert Tells Him Not To Use It

The Drive Across Town

Tom drove to the east side of town the next morning with the key wrapped in a cloth on the passenger seat.

He found the shop wedged between a laundromat and a boarded-up bakery. The sign was faded and peeling: “Voss Locksmith — Est. 1971.” The lights inside were dim.