The note was short, but it felt like a threat.
I held the bag tighter, my heart pounding at the thought that it was never meant to be mine. Someone was waiting for an answer, for a meeting, for a second piece that had vanished. And the woman on the missing poster was still gone. I knew I should tell someo… Continues…
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