"Do you know where this number belongs to?" asked O'Connell.

"I am afraid again…I don’t know about this." her smile grew even wider while she was announcing more bad news.

He stepped back and looked at the numbers by wondering where it could point at. He wanted Raymond to call him at any cost.

Panicked guy sat inside his car waiting from Raymond to call him. He had been looking at his phone in hope the screen would glow with numbers on the display.

Whether it was his luck or he had been thinking about the call for all the time, it didn’t surprise him when the screen lighted up with ringtone and numbers appeared. He answered the call, "Raymond. Is this you?"

"Hmm…," came the humming reply he had always hated.

"I've got another problem in here. Taggart is missing and he's left me a number which I suppose to be bank account number which doest even belong to here –"

"Calm down! He told me he had it displaced after he had heard Aitóuntes had begun to kill people with suspicions."

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"Maybe he had displaced it but I've goddamn number on paper which I cannot even use as toilet paper!" then O'Connell punched the steering for the paper still had some significance left in it, "This damn number can be anything. Maybe it still is a bank number but how can I locate it when I don’t have any idea where it belongs to. He could have written bank name to make my work easier but –"

"He did as much as he could. He was up to guiding you to the spot by himself but messed up circumstances have ruined everything. He didn’t share where he had it hidden but had told me in cryptic way that he hadn’t hidden the thing in place where you haven’t been before." answer came from the other end.

"So you mean to say wherever this number points at is the place I've already been to."

"I can assure you about it–"

"He's a banker and he barely knows anything beyond if you talk of numbers. The object is small enough to fit inside a bank locker as well. So it must be pointing a bank." O'Connell took a long breath while changing gear to two, "If the number means a bank then situation may not get easier because I've even been to banks of Oklahoma and many others I cannot even remember. I've visited dozen of banks. How am I supposed to find the exact one?"

"Wherever the bank is, you must have been there a lot of times…"

O'Connell did not speak for a long time. Raymond just went on shouting from the other end, "Hey you! You! Listen carefully!"

Raymond then heard petrified voice on his phone, "I think I know where it is."