Chatterbox: Inkwell

Thunder

The second installment

(Read part one first: http://www.cricketmagkids.com/chatterbox/inkwell/node/361016)

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Thunder.

The loudest I'd heard in a long time.

Not that I didn't have more important things to think about.

Kit pulled up to our hub. "I don't know much more than you do," she replied glumly.

The rain had stopped, but the storm wasn't going to anytime soon. The sky gave another menacing grumble as we walked toward the plain-looking building.

Looks can be deceiving.

The hub was busy that day. Some people stood in groups, talking. Others sat on stools, reading.  Some glanced at us, then at their watches. A few glanced at their watches, then pulled a piece of paper out of their pocket and read it over briefly.

"They must be new," Kit whispered.

I nodded and looked around. When I glanced back, Kit was gone.

Once again, nothing out of the ordinary.

I walked into my boss's office and was met with a familiar voice.

"Why's you hair wet?"

"It was raining."

"Don't be impertinent. I know it was raining."

"Well, you asked why me hair was wet."

"Hmp. You never answer correctly."

"What are you talking about? That was the correct answer."

"Never mind that. What I want to know is why your hair is wet."

"I was out in the rain, which was there because it was raining," I replied patiently.

"I know, silly. Kit filled me in." 

"How did she have enough time? She was just in the lobby!" 

"Don't be impertinent. She didn't tell me what you were doing." 

"What did Kit say when she 'filled you in'?"

"She said, 'It was raining cats and dogs out there!'" 

I sighed and told her the whole story.

"So then, how deep was the hole?"

"What hole?"

"The one you were supposed to measure."

"I couldn't measure the hole because I was kidnapped!"

"By who?"

"By whom."

"WHO KIDNAPPED YOU?" 

"The noble. I just told you the whole story."

"Don't be impertinent." 

"I wasn't." 

"Sure. Your next assignment is to go back and measure the hole. The whole hole."

"The noble will expect me to go back. You'll have to send someone else."

"Fine!" She banged her fist on her desk. "Someone else'll do it. You can deliver this letter to the neighboring HQ. Normally we'd send it online, but with the recent security breaches it would be too risky."

"Any other instructions?" I had learned that Olga tended to forget about incredibly important details, messing up several errands in the process.

"Oh, yeah. Don't open it."

"Who-"

"Don't be impertinent."

I left the room, looking at the envelope Olga had just thrown at me. 

___________________________

                From: J

                   To: L 

         Subject: N calamity

To be opened only be addressee 

____________________________

I walked into the parking lot and hopped into my car.

To be continued...