KOOKIE:
We get into the car, and I open the wallet. There are two master key cards inside, along with a paper that I pull out. It contains an address, which I read out to Elias, who is driving. I read further to see the instructions on how to configure the security system and its default password. It is basically everything I need. I search the wallet further to see if there is anything else, and I find a neatly folded paper, which I assume contains more instructions. But when I open it, my heart skips a beat.
It is a letter from Levi. Not just any letter—it is written in the same format as the letters we exchanged when I was in medical school and he was away for his training. My name is designed in cursive, with the first “K” adorned with tiny hearts. It is supposed to be childish becau
