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It Could Be A Trap

“Who could this be?” Charlotte murmured staring round as she sat up.

She couldn't ask Astor because he made her feel, she was just there because of the contract.

“Oh God! I've never been faced with this kind of thing my whole life!” Charlotte said, holding her hands up to her head as she motioned towards the garden.

Charlotte paced nervously near the garden entrance, her heart pounding as she glanced at her watch. The cryptic note she’d received had instructed her to meet “by the fountain after dark.” Now she was here, her thoughts were running wild.

What if this was a trap?...