Arriving in the Old Town
Greenfield was smaller than Jack remembered. The main street had the same old diner and hardware store, but many of the shops had closed down. He parked the Impala in front of the town’s only bank, feeling a strange mix of nostalgia and nerves. The town had always felt like a relic of a bygone era, much like his father’s car. Jack took a deep breath and stepped inside the bank, the key clutched in his hand.
The Lockbox Revealed
After showing the key and providing identification, Jack was led to a private room where a small, unmarked lockbox was brought to him. He stared at it for a moment, hesitant to open it. What could his father have possibly kept locked away here for so many years? With a deep breath, Jack turned the key and lifted the lid. Inside was a single photograph, faded with age, and another envelope with his name on it.