Desire (Wish, Book Two)
My eyes are dry, my face damp as I splashed it with water a couple of times.
“I knew you’d be here,” he sits down next to me. “How’re you doing? How did your visit go?”
“Well, I got some answers,” I murmur, holding out the note to him. “Dolores was convinced it was a suicide and that’s what it seems like from the note but that’s not the case.”
“What do you mean?” Jesse frowns, reading the note. “And why is this wet?”
“Dad and I had this code we used – I mean he taught me,” I tell him. If you wet the paper, slightly and hold it up against the light, you can see the writing appear. Just hold it up.”
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