Businesswoman Chapter 259

Though it had been low-tech, crude and outdated, the method of seeing a message written in ink that had to be shown by a light almost irked Loreen. She felt like she could continue to conduct business regardless. As she journeyed through the wind and rain with Raphael extending an umbrella to have her seat in the Goulding, she thought. She wore a tan houndstooth jacket and black and green duck boots.

When she looked at her watch, she noticed she’d been fifteen minutes early, to her office downtown. The sky looked like a metallic soup as the rain began to dissipate.

“Thank you, Raphael,” she acknowledged her driver. The office had been undisturbed and drove her mind to complete the tasks of the day. In her thoughts, the letter began to flicker and waver like the blue flame of a stove.

With the might she harbored in her soul, she attacked the desktop computer.

In her way of conducting herself, she produced nonetheless. Her fingers glided over the keys. A message popped up on her screen showing the same ideas contained in the other note. It was the examiner with a new note.

“We’ve traced the paper and writing to a small former textile mill in Newark,” Dr. Pritchett announced. While this deterred her for the moment, it didn’t distract her from her work entirely. She needed to know this information.

“Thank you, doctor. This is but a small step in the journey of finding this cretin.”

“Whoever it was, they had to have been extremely covert. This seems like a professional. Someone skilled in the art of deception….”

“I see what you’re saying. Once we discover them, they will have to explain how they got into one of my rooms,” Loreen observed.

“We’ll know in the coming days.”