I took the bottle and glass out of the bottom drawer and poured myself two fingers. One of the things Michael had a fondness for was some “Juice of the Barley”. Here was a bottle of a nice little blend. Johhny Walker Blue label. Aged at least 20 years. Michael once told me that any whiskey worth drinking should be old enough to vote. Well this certainly qualified. The smokey flavor caressed my mouth and I savored it.

Knowing Michael, the answers I was looking for had to be here someplace. He was always telling me that a short pencil was better than a long memory. There had to be something here to remind him of the id and password. I searched the desk again. I lifted the keyboard to see if there might be something tucked under it. That’s when I saw it. A post-it note applied to the bottom of the keyboard. It read:

JWB & proof
Fib #

I smiled, knowing I’d found the key.