Nancy came to his side and took the vase in two hands. She shook it around, then she looked inside, turned it upside down, and shook it again. “You’re right.” She passed it back to him. “Weird.”
Axe ran his hand along the edges, feeling for a groove or some sign of another opening. “I don’t know how they did this.”
“Wait, let me try something.” She took the vase again. “My hands are smaller,” she said, hugging it with one arm and slipping the other hand inside. “I’m totally gonna break this if my hand gets stuck.”
“No you won’t. I’ve got WD-40 in my truck if that happens.”
Her eyes lit up just then. “I feel something.”
Nancy lifted out the false bottom. She passed it to him, then lifted out a key. “What the hell?” she exclaimed, dangling it on the keyring that held it.
“That looks like it’s for a safety deposit box.” Axe took it and checked the tiny emblem etched at the top. “I know this bank. It’s the Costa Verde Savings and Loan. Do you remember that bank in town?”
“I think so. Do you think the box is still in Dad’s name?”
“Only one way to find out. He or Mom went to a lot a trouble to hide this key. Do you feel like taking a drive? But we’ve gotta stop for some coffee.”
She grabbed her purse near the front and pulled out the locker key. “You lock up and I’ll bring the car around.”