Provost looked at Noah’s confused face, that remark was very shocking for him, breaking the puzzle he continued.
“Urmila is Anushmitha’s maid, I asked her to email the writings, you know where she found it?”
“Yes…the rectory”. Noah answered with a win in his smile. “But she didn’t tell, I feel like betrayed” Noah grinned.
“Don’t feel that way, she is not one of us, she shared this secret to one of our members, they redirected her and I asked to name a person among her team whom she could trust and it turned out to be you, I spared no time in tracking you. I think you haven’t got the second attachment in your inbox, have you?”
“No”
“Which date it ended, the notes from the first attachment?”
“The last one was on february 13 1976”.
“That was a leap year and you know what February 29th
