Cold Snap Part Five

Blank-Faced Joe sat in front of a desk in a room of his mansion. His emotionless eyes coldly gazed at the three objects that were on the desk; his hand moved as he grabbed one of the objects. It was a metallic craft with a smooth surface, the craftsmanship was exceptional, and it was in the shape of a key. His hand fiddled with the key for a few seconds before putting it back on the deck. All along while playing with the object, an absent-minded look was plastered on his face as he pondered on a few matters.