I was on my third basket of folding towels when a knock came from the side door. I looked around to make sure that no one was around and knocked twice.
It had been about a day since my last letter to "Joe," but I couldn't help but feel anxious about the situation at hand. It normally took a few days for him to respond, so for him to send a letter so quickly was a surprise for certain.
A folded paper slipped underneath the crevice of the door.
Without a moment of hesitation, I put on my cotton gloves that I kept handy in my apron's pocket and opened the letter.
Jane, I understand your concerns, but just wait. There's a bigger problem we've got and I need you to talk to Pine about this. Tell Pine that Sticks is bumping elbows with Lacey.
I've lost contact with Weller and Kicks and they were with Sticks last I checked.
Get to Pine before Sticks does.
—Joe
I sighed. Another one. Damn it.
I stood up from my basket and immediately left to go find Pine who I prayed was washing dishes and not stuffed into a linen closet yet again.
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Dark Halls, Stone Walls
Mystery / ThrillerWhen a woman wakes in a glamorous wedding dress and a bright room with no semblance of who she was or what she is doing there, she quickly realizes that she must get her memories back so she can leave the castle... but surrounded by invisible people...
