Trail

I rose carefully and let my gaze wander carefully through the garden. Everything seemed normal, but the red spot at my feet spoke a completely different language. Something was wrong, it was like a vibration in the air that I could feel in my bones. And when I remembered that no one had opened the front door, I got a really bad feeling.

By now it would have made the most sense to let Reese know, but there didn't seem to be any proles in this garden. And if I was wrong about the stain, then I should feel his condescension again and I didn't want that. I wanted to prove that I wasn't worthless baggage, that I was good for something and that he had to see that it wouldn't be a waste of time to accept me as a real intern.

I hesitated for a moment, but then I gave myself a jerk and went deeper into the garden. I would just take a quick look around and maybe take a look through the window into the house. Then I would certainly have more knowledge to present to Reese.