First National Bank stood on the corner of Main and Elm.

The brick building had big glass windows facing the street.

The lobby was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioning.

Two tellers stood behind the main counter counting their cash drawers.

I walked through the double doors at ten in the morning on the dot.

The branch manager sat at a glass desk near the vault.

Her nameplate said Sarah Jenkins.

She looked up from her keyboard as I walked up to the glass partition.