Chapter 62

• The door opened easily enough. I pushed inwards and stepped inside. The light in the corner, the one I needed to look under, lit up the room. No one was inside though, nothing unusual. I scampered in, closed the door behind me, and breathed a sigh of relief.
• Well, that was easy. What was I worried about? And, anyways, it wasn’t like something could happen. I knew this, but I’d gotten myself worked up and nervous anyways. What would Mark do? I’d warded off his advances before, so I could do it again. And his usual assistant, Daphne? I had no idea who she was, but I doubted she’d be an issue.
• With all that settled, no longer panicking, I hurried to the lamp. When I went to lift it up and steal whatever lay beneath it, it wouldn’t budge. I pulled harder, yanking on the thing, but no. Checking carefully, I noticed it was bolted into the floor. Nothing too high tech, just screws, but who did that? I didn’t have a screwdriver, either.