Trevor handed over a folded piece of paper and a brass key. “The ledgers are in a black footlocker. Third row, unit 147.”
“You’re Mike’s friend,” Harvey said. It wasn’t a question.
Silence. Harvey’s expression was a perfect, polished mask.
Trevor handed over a folded piece of paper and a brass key. “The ledgers are in a black footlocker. Third row, unit 147.”
“You’re Mike’s friend,” Harvey said. It wasn’t a question. suits trevor
Silence. Harvey’s expression was a perfect, polished mask. Trevor handed over a folded piece of paper and a brass key