Paige caught the reaction immediately, as she always did.

“What on earth is going on, Hannah?” she asked gently.

I led her into the kitchen and showed her the note, the brass key, and the handwritten address.

She read Brandon’s message in complete silence, her eyes moving over the lines twice.

When she finished, she folded the paper with great care and set it down.

“You’re planning to go to this storage unit tonight, aren’t you?”

“I think I have to,” I confessed.