CHAPTER 13
710 Words
Chapter 13: The Trap at the Station
The first light of dawn spread across Maple Creek Village.
Inside Sunflower Café, Lena was already preparing the morning batch of cinnamon rolls.
Daniel stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the old train station in the distance.
The silver key felt unusually heavy in his pocket.
He had made up his mind.
Today, he would open Locker 27.
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“You’ve been staring out that window for ten minutes,” Lena said, placing a cup of coffee beside him.
“Thinking?”
Daniel gave a faint nod.
“I have to go somewhere.”
“Can I ask where?”
He hesitated.
“Just… to the train station.”
Lena looked surprised.
“The station? Hardly anyone uses it anymore.”
“I won’t be long.”
She studied his face.
Whatever was waiting for him there…
It mattered.
“Be careful,” she said quietly.
Daniel smiled.
“I always am.”
Lena raised an eyebrow.
“I’ve seen you run into a burning car.”
“You’re terrible at being careful.”
For the first time that morning, Daniel laughed.
“I’ll be back before lunch.”
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The old Maple Creek train station was quiet.
Dust covered the benches, and the ticket office had long since closed.
A single stationmaster sat reading a newspaper.
Daniel walked toward a row of weathered lockers.
His eyes found the number immediately.
27.
He took a slow breath.
Then inserted the silver key.
Click.
The locker door creaked open.
Inside sat a small black metal box.
Nothing else.
Daniel lifted it out carefully.
It was surprisingly light.
He reached for the latch—
“Don’t move.”
A cold voice echoed behind him.
Daniel froze.
Three men stepped out from the shadows.
All dressed in black.
One held a pistol.
Another smiled coldly.
“We’ve been waiting for you.”
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Back at Sunflower Café…
Lena was wiping the tables when she noticed something.
Daniel had left his backpack upstairs.
That wasn’t like him.
She frowned.
“He never goes anywhere without it.”
An uneasy feeling settled in her chest.
Without another thought, she grabbed her jacket.
“Mrs. Parker!” she called to an elderly customer.
“Could you watch the café for a little while?”
Mrs. Parker smiled.
“Of course, dear.”
Lena hurried out the door.
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At the station, Daniel slowly placed the metal box on the ground.
“You followed Samuel,” he said calmly.
The leader smirked.
“He served his purpose.”
Daniel’s fists clenched.
“You killed him.”
“He refused to cooperate.”
The leader shrugged.
“It was unfortunate.”
Rage flickered across Daniel’s face.
“So…”
the man continued,
“Hand over the box.”
Daniel remained silent.
“You know…”
the man said with a grin,
“Your grandfather will pay a fortune to get you back.”
“I’m not interested in his money.”
“No.”
The man’s smile widened.
“But we’re interested in what’s inside that box.”
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Before Daniel could answer—
A voice rang out across the station.
“Daniel!”
Everyone turned.
Lena came running toward them.
Her eyes widened as she saw the armed men.
“What… what’s going on?”
Daniel’s face drained of color.
“Lena!”
“I told you to stay away!”
The leader laughed.
“So…”
“This is the café girl.”
His eyes lingered on her.
“I can see why you’ve been hiding here.”
Daniel stepped in front of Lena.
“Leave her out of this.”
The man tilted his head.
“I was planning to…”
He raised the pistol.
“…until she showed up.”
Lena’s heart pounded.
She didn’t understand any of this.
But she understood one thing.
Daniel was in danger.
And these men weren’t here to talk.
The leader smiled coldly.
“Hand over the box…”
“…or she gets hurt.”
The cheerful days of Sunflower Café suddenly felt very far away.
For the first time, Lena found herself standing face-to-face with the dangerous world Daniel had been trying so desperately to keep her from.
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