One morning Andy, a kook, wakes up and finds herself in a unfamiliar place. She finds herself entangled in a mystery, people are keeping things from her and she is determined to find out what. But what happens when she realizes that while uncovering...
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An echoing crash bounced off the marble walls as I stomped into the women's restroom. My breath was heavy and my brain was throbbing with all the thoughts racing through my head. I paced back and forth and my sandals clapped against the hard tile. My fingers massaging the bridge of my nose attempting to ease the pressure caused by frustration. This whole thing made no sense.
The symbol on the key was the same symbol on John B's map when I woke up at the Chateau. I'm not an idiot, I used my common sense to come to the conclusion that this key was Rafe's missing one. A memory flashed across my brain— Topper telling me that the key opened a safe with the Cameron's family keepsakes.
I couldn't wrap my head around why Sarah stole it when it opened her family vault. If what Topper says is true, why would she give the key to the pogues? I mean she stole it from her brother and then lied to him about it— It just made no fucking sense.
I marched over to the sinks— my palms felt an instant chill as I leaned onto them, shifting my weight back and forth subtly . I let out a frustrated sigh and slowly tilted my head up. I locked eyes with my own reflection and all I saw was a confused little girl. I hated to see myself like that, hated to feel useless and in the dark.
My face stayed blank as the wheels in my head were turning. The same memories and questions were chasing each other in circles as I tried to think of a logical explanation. My hand reached into the pocket of my blue jumpsuit and clutched the object that was the cause of all my confusion. I brought it out, to observe it once again— I traced its metal with my finger, studying every inch of it with my touch. The key rested peacefully in my palm but it was mocking me.
I was determined to finally get answers. This time, I was not going to let the pogues avoid my questions. I needed to find JJ— I instructed myself that I would only give the key back to him if he told me the truth. Once again I stared into the mirror, giving myself an encouraging nodd. I gripped the key with a touch of excitement and confidently slipped it back into my pocket before leaving the bathroom.
I wandered aimlessly around the party trying to find JJ. It had not even been five minutes since I took the key from him— a ping of guilt struck me with the realization that I stole it. I stole a stolen key! But I couldn't think about that right now, my focus had to be on finding him. By now either JJ was getting beat up by Rafe and his goons or he was still running from them— I really hoped that he was ok and not getting punched.
There were many people inside the country club chatting amongst themselves, this made it hard to navigate and find certain people— especially when the specific person I was trying to locate was most likely hiding. I sat down on one of the community sofas, ready to give up when a boy ran past me. I adjusted my position, so I would no longer be slouching, and witnessed JJ ducking behind a large table. Lucky for him there was a crowd of adults standing in front of it, blocking him from view.
