"Is this the document?" William thought, his voice barely above a whisper now, as he let fall the cup of water, eyes fixed on the burned papers, his mind racing with the many possibilities.
He thought to himself, "I don't know, since she doesn't even know the document exists, and Jessica's involvement just adds mystery." Ideas swirled in his head, fitting the dots between Jessica's sneakiness and the mysterious papers.
Mystery enveloped, and with it grew the resolve of William to find out the truth. The eye caught up with the gray ashes eerie reminder of secrets.
"Come on, Williams," Jessica prompted, coming out of the bathroom, her face set, yet revealing a trace of nervousness.
"Alright, sweetheart," William said, stuffing the car keys into his pocket in a calm and studied tone. The
