Brenda marveled at her ability to access Johnson's locker, but cracking the four-number code proved quite challenging.
Brenda's intuition sharpened as she surveyed the study.
The mahogany bookshelves, the antique globe, and the faded Persian rug—each held a clue. Johnson's life or an important event might reveal the memorable combination. Brenda's gaze finally settled on the unyielding steel locker.
As she stood in the room, the fear of getting caught weighed heavily on her mind. Goosebumps pricked her skin, a constant reminder of the stakes.
After scanning the entire room, Brenda's attention was drawn towards the family photographs displayed on the wall.
As she carefully observed each photo, she felt a sense of nostalgia and warmth.
Among them, she found Johnson's wedding picture—a moment frozen in time.
Nearby were two photos of tiny infants, likely Johnson's children at birth. Each image bore a date.
