CHAPTER 31
Martin quickly parked, then raced to Lynn’s apartment door. Her door was unlocked; that wasn’t like her. He entered, calling out, and warily looked into the rooms. It was only when leaving, he spied the note:
Dear Helen, Eddie, and Martin,
I’m going to the beach today at Camelot to look for the tunnel and do some general snooping. Don’t worry about me. I’ll call you later.
Love,
Lynn
Despite Lynn’s hare-brained excursion, what scared him most was how he found the note – near her unlocked door, on the floor, crumpled into a ball. For a girl who prided herself on having a wastebasket in every room, he knew Lynn hadn’t tossed it there.Someone had been there before him.
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“My God,” gasped Helen. Suddenly the pieces of the puzzle began to form a picture.
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Lynn felt
