He looked at a long row of shiny brass padlocks hanging on metal pegs.

“I asked Lena about his house keys,” Michael said.

“She gave him a copy after dating him for fourteen days.”

“People move fast when they’re lonely,” Derek said.

“He was washing dishes like the place belonged to him,” Michael said.

Derek dropped the brass hinge back in the bin.

He leaned against the metal shelving.

“Maybe you ought to hang on to that cash I gave you,” Derek said.