Wesley knit his brow with a frown. "Well, two isn't much. They were probably already used by now. Even if not, that isn't a hard number to conceal." He wrote a few things down then tapped his pen against the paper. "And why do you believe someone's been trying the lockbox?" The constable still wondered if the priest was smart or thought he was. He considered the normal ideas for a lock box, scratches on the lock if the thief was smart. The lock box could have shifted or found on the floor if someone tried to take it and didn't realize how heavy it was or was distracted. Knowing him, maybe someone was just acting shifty by the church's money.

"Have you moved around much, Mister Brennan? Or were most of those years at the same church? I am curious about your history."