“Jacov,” Chaim said, “you do still have that key, do you not?” “I do!” he shouted from the rear next to Buck. “And right now it’s digging into my leg through my pocket!” Chaim leaned back toward Chloe as if with a secret. “I am certain that is the only key I have for that lock.
This is such a naked mcguffin that the narrative has decided to thrust upon us. Especially when we’ve already had a whole scene of Buck climbing to the roof without the key. We just need something, anything, to keep track of during the final night of the meeting to fuel the illusion of tension.
