The door was locked, but I knew it would be. It's a good thing Lux showed me how to pick locks before I left. And gave me a couple of tools to help make it easier. I pulled the small tools from my pocket and got to work.
About three minutes later, the door unlocked. I took a deep breath before walking inside. I shut the door quietly behind me and flipped on the light.
The room was decently empty. There was a long workbench on one side of the room and a wooden desk on the other. Both were bare. One corner had a few boxes stacked neatly. Other than that, there was nothing else here.
I looked in all the usual places first. Closet - empty. Desk drawers — empty. Boxes - full of random decorations for the clubhouse. Not a thing in sight that would indicate my dad was ever here at one point.
