"But now it appears that the man likely never even noticed the boy. He was intent only on delivering his message. Must have been following us, saw his opportunity, and took it.""A warning." Tobias lounged on a corner of the desk and contemplated the note that lay on the polished surface. "It could have been sent by almost anyone involved in this affair.""Well, it certainly isn't going to stop us from pursuing our investigations," Lavinia said from her post behind her desk."Absolutely not," Emeline declared with equal force."I agree." Joan Dove absently arranged the folds of her elegant gray skirts. "In fact, it only whets one's appetite to solve the case, if you ask me.""Indeed." Lavinia plucked a leather-bound volume from the shelf beside the desk, flipped it open, and picked up a quill. "I have begun a journal of events that are directly related to this affair so that we may keep track of all the information and observations that come our way. I shall enter this bit about the note while it is fresh.
