"This arrived for you today, boss," said Orlando, handing Jake a small envelope.
"From who?"
"It doesn't say. Probably that lady friend of yours who sent a photo the other time."
"I see," Jake said and opened the envelope.
There was a small white card inside with a few words written on it. The message was cryptic, but Jake was certain that the sender wasn't Stephanie.
"Thank you, Orlando. I'll take it up from here," he said calmly.
"Sure thing, boss," Orlando said and left Jake's office.
Jake reached for his office phone to make a call. He dialed a familiar phone number and patiently waited for his call to be answered.
"Hello, friend. To what do I owe this honor?"
"Your niece has just sent me a message and I'm wondering how she managed to do that. Who is helpin
