Getting to the bank took the better part of an hour and she arrived just half an hour before closing time. It took another fifteen minutes to find a flustered-looking clerk who could take Maggie downstairs to the vault. Maggie held her breath when she inserted the key in the lock, fearing that this could all be an elaborate prank, but the lock turned smoothly and clicked open. The clerk pulled the long metal box out and placed it on the table in the middle of the room before leaving the room, glancing at the clock above the door as an obvious signal for Maggie to be quick.
As soon as the door was closed, Maggie opened the box. It was empty except for two small thumb drives taped to the bottom of the box.