VIP Before Cremation

Ten minutes before my dad's cremation, the funeral home receptionist stopped me, saying the regular furnace was fully booked and that to send him off on time, we'd need to get a platinum membership. My aunt immediately pushed me to the cashier and told me to swipe my dad's pension card. I didn't. Because just then, my dad's phone lit up with a scheduled text: Don't give them money, check Locker 3 first. — Description from novelcodex.org