Secrets beneath the Surface

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ind. Who was that stranger, and why did he have my wallet? As I stared at the ceiling, I reali

itchen. The smell of coffee filled the air, and I f

o sound normal, but I couldn

plied, giving me a concerned

g at the kitchen table. "I couldn

get it. That was weird, and I'm worried too. But we need to b

hing really happened, right? He just gave me my wallet

lling the police isn't a bad idea. They might know i

do, but something inside me didn't want to make a big deal out of it. At

hough I wasn't sure how much more thinkin

ezed my hand. "Whatever you decide, I'm her

my mind. After breakfast, I decided to take a walk to clear m

nter. Something about that place made me feel like it was a key piece of the puzzle. Wh

tion. There was something about him that made me uneasy, but I couldn't figure out what. I kne

approached him. "Hey, Jake," I said, trying

warm smile. "Of course,

ast night, and I can't shake the feeling that something's not ri

g I couldn't quite read. "I don't know much, but sometimes, things aren't wh

my spine. "What do you mean

you're in immediate danger, but it's always good to be cautious. If you ever

eft the community center more confused than ever. Jake seemed nice

sitting on the couch, reading a book. She l

to Jake again. He was nice, but... I don't know, Sam.

book and turned to face

just... he said some things that were kind of vague, like he knows

ust trying to keep you from worrying. Either way, I think you sho

you're right. But what do I do now? I feel like I'm

nding out more about Jake. See if you can learn anything about

I wasn't sure how to investigate someone, but I kne

nger. What connection did they have, if any? And why did it feel like there was more to t

more about Jake, and the best place to start was the community

asn't going to let this go. There was a mystery here, a