Chapter 5:
While working, Randell always left his phone on vibrate. Much easier to ignore that way. For some reason, this time, he glanced at the buzzing. The simple text read, “Can we meet?” That it came from Kennedy was the amazing part. The doctoral candidate could count on one hand the number of times she contacted him, without breaking something to do it. He couldn’t bring himself to ignore her.
“Sure, when and where?” he shot back. The test his DNA machine ran was automatic. It would take until the next morning to finish.
“Soon, 30 mins, OMW,” Kennedy sent back.
Cryptic but not too much out of the ordinary. Seems something happened to bring the princess out of her tower… tree… or dungeon might be a better way to put it. Randell chuckled at the thought.
A tap at his window caught
