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A book fell from the second-floor railing. It landed open near Bennett’s feet. The pages fluttered once. Then went still. Bennett bent carefully and looked at it. Her expression tightened. “What is it?” Rory asked. Bennett did not answer immediately. I was beginning to hate that pause. Then she held the book out. It was not a library book. It was a ledger. Old. Bound in dark leather. Every page was covered in names. Some crossed out. Some marked with dates. Some followed by coordinates.

Kate keeps examining the lone sheet of paper like a bingo player with a bingo card. “Think, Kate. Think,” she tells herself. “Try to recall everything you learned from that book.” The book she’s referring to is Codes, Ciphers, Steganography & Secret Messages, which she got from Booksale, a secondhand bookstore. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath to calm her nerves. When she opens her eyes again, her line of sight falls on the photo of her and the Bali Girls. Then her eyes jump to the words in the letter:

I go the opposite way, painstakingly reading each and every title. “Callie!” Alice exclaims excitedly. “I think I found something.” I hurry over, seeing her pull a smaller black book off the shelf. There’s no title on this book, only a gold Baphomet overlaid on the leather. “The Book of the Beast,” I whisper, eyes lighting up. “I think you did find something.” She cracks the spine and I lean over, heart racing. And then the library doors open and close with a boom, echoing throughout the entire room. Alice and I both jump, and she quickly shoves the book into her cloak.

Why had he never asked her out? She bent over, yelping softly as the cold book touched her exposed skin. She’d been pretty back then, nothing to gawk at, but definitely pretty. She brushed her fingers over the picture once more and closed the book, sighing heavily and putting her treasures back where they belonged. Why would forever be the question.

I forced myself to keep reading, my pulse loud enough to drown out the quiet hum of the coffee shop around me. The next line waited beneath the first, short, urgent, impossible to misread. *Whatever you do, do not trust the man you married.*

Marley stepped fully into the room and closed the door quietly. She wandered around looking for anything. She came to a shelf and went through the books there. A book with a black binding had a big capital letter and number on it grabbing Marley's attention. It read N.5. She took out her phone and took a shot. Her hand reached out to take the book. “What are you doing in here?” Marley freezed.

But she… didn’t flinch. Lena walked over to a little table display and picked up a thin, cloth-bound book. She walked over to him, holding it out like an offering. *The Quiet Between Lightning Strikes.* A poetry book. The cover was old and nubbly, the title scribbled in fine silver ink. Julian stared at it like it was an alien thing. "What's this?" "A book," she said, smiling. "I told you. I don't—"

It's sweet and sour, a very refreshing and appetizing combination. … The clients ate happily. Kenneth and Emily exchanged a glance and smiled at each other, convinced that this business deal was already in the bag. The other colleagues also felt success was imminent and began raising their glasses to toast the two of them. The atmosphere was lively and harmonious. Just then, one of the clients' wives, Aini Baccus, asked, "Why hasn't Ms. Hardings arrived yet?" Kenneth's smile froze for a moment before he forced one back onto his face.

“Good evening, cherished members and guests of Elite San Antonio. Thank you for joining us tonight for Friday Night Bingo. We have some amazing prizes tonight, and we are eager to give them away. Your caller for tonight will be the lovely Miss Carter. Please give her a hand.” A thunderous round of applause, along with some crude catcalling, erupted once Arianna accepted the microphone. “Thank you, Mr. Bruce, for the warm introduction. Good evening, everyone. As Mr. Bruce mentioned, my name is Arianna Carter, and most of you know me as Elite SA’s receptionist. I wish you all the best of luck. Let’s get started.” Arianna received another round of applause as she took her seat at the bingo mach

The next game was announced, and the guests shifted their focus to the large bingo board set up at the front of the room. The game was simple—play bingo, and the first guest to complete five bingos would win the SootheBot 3000, a futuristic cleaning robot. Guests grabbed their bingo cards eagerly, their eyes glued to the screen as the numbers were called. The excitement in the room grew as more and more guests marked off their spaces, the sound of people shouting "Bingo!" echoing throughout the room. Maria couldn’t help but laugh as the first winner—an older gentleman—stood up to claim his prize.