#86 “How do you know my grandfather?”

Sophia scrutinized the man with a keen eye, her gaze taking in every detail. He was cloaked in a long black coat, and a hat cast a shadow over half of his face. Nothing about his appearance rang familiar, and an unsettling feeling gnawed at her.

A furrowed brow accentuated her suspicion as she inquired, “How do you know my grandfather?”

The man’s reply was curt, offering no explanation. “That’s not important now. He wanted me to meet you and give you a message.”

Sophia didn’t appreciate his evasive response; it only heightened her wariness. “Then tell me the message,” she shot back sharply. Unfazed by her skepticism, he continued, “Not here. We need to go to a more secluded place to…”

Sophia cut him off abruptly. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

A cold, enigmatic smile played upon the man’s lips. He produced a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket, hastily scribbling down something.

confirm my words, check the address on this sheet. It’s where your grandfather resided in London three years ago. And when you realize I’m telling the

her the paper, and Sophia accepted it, her skepticism turning into curiosity. Before departing, the man issued a

quickly as he had appeared, he disappeared into the bustling crowd of people. Sophia held the piece of paper, staring at the address with a sense of foreboding. It was a puzzling

ride back to her hotel, she found herself unable to enjoy the rest

service of coffee and muffins. These creature comforts would

stranger. Her eyes scanned through various results, bringing up pictures of the most ordinary apartment building she had ever seen. There

more information to connect the dots. Her next task was to

through bureaucratic databases, property records, and municipal resources. She was aware that the answers to her questions might be buried deep within this

online resources and databases, Sophia’s meticulous efforts began to yield results. It didn’t take long for her to confirm the existence of an old man named Christopher Johnson connected to the address she had been provided. Her heart quickened as she realized that the stranger had not led her astray. It was

take action. With a sense of anticipation, she drafted a text message and sent it to the phone number he had provided, arranging to meet

smile of satisfaction played on Sophia’s lips as she leaned back in her chair. Finally,

sky as Sophia stood in front of the address, waiting for the stranger. She looked around the building from the outside. There was nothing special about it, just an ordinary condominium full

stranger appeared, his steps brisk and purposeful. His arrival disrupted the silence that

exhaling the stories they held within. Sophia’s eyes scanned the dark room, its once vibrant

if he knew more than he let on. She began her search, each step echoing through the deserted place. Sophia moved carefully, checking every room, every piece of furniture, and every potential

complaining about the intrusion, as Sophia meticulously examined the spaces, her fingers tracing patterns in the dust. Cobwebs clung to her hair, and she

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