It's Not Someone Bearing His Name, It's Him

Queenie had gotten to Maile by midnight and Floral had immediately taken her children the moment she set her eyes on them.

Queenie only shrugged and headed to her mother's office again. She spent the next two hours searching for something. There was no secret hiding place nor a place that looked shady.

She slumped on the couch after a fruitless search. Her eyes stared up at the ceiling until she suddenly sprang up from the chair.

Her mother was crafty and wasn't one to trust people. Chances were Jacobs Knight might not have known where she kept it for fear that it'd be forced out of him one way or the other.

She pulled numerous chairs together and climbed on them. Then she reached out to push open the part of the ceiling she found unusual. Just like she prayed, it gave way and she breathed out a sigh of relief.

She pushed down what she had removed and positioned herself properly on the chair, then she looked into the hole. It was quite dark, so she took out her phone and flashed