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Noah’s Love Potion 2.1?! – Page 2

“She promises to act more like a lady, stop acting like a feminist, and she would quit her job, seeing as we are going to have a baby.”

“A baby!?”

“Yes Adam, I’m going to be a father!!”

“Congratulations!”

“Thank you.”

“When’s the baby due?”

“Not for another couple of months.

“Wow.” I returned. We landed in Nanopolis, and went to church. Afterwards, we each went to our respective homes. I returned Katie to hers and explained to the parents why she was gone so long. As I walked in the door, Karin came to greet me.

“Adam, you got this in the mail this morning. It’s postmarked South America.”

“Any idea who it’s from?”

“Some girl name Theresa. I can’t pronounce the last name.” Looking at Kristin and Tracy and shrugging my shoulders, I went over to the sofa, sat down, and opened the letter.

“Oh no. It’s from that girl in the McDuncans in South America. She actually did write me!”

“What does it say?” Tracy questioned.

“Well, let me read it to you.”

Dear Mr. Schofield,

My name is Theresa, as you probably found out by looking at the address. I think I have a piece of information for you. A few days ago, a couple of men also came into this McDuncans. They were talking about some gem. Anyway, I can’t say any more. Things are tense down here now. Please respond if you need this information.

Theresa

“What an interesting letter.” Tracy commented.

“I wonder how she knew you wanted that information.” Kristin commented.

“I don’t know, but that’s one of the many questions I will ask this Theresa when I send her up here.” I said. I scribbled down another note, and bought a plane ticket. I sent them both out the following day.

While I was waiting for Theresa to arrive, I thought a few cops and I should pay Amanda a visit. I went to the phone and called Heather up. “What is there another capture the flag game Adam?” Heather asked.

“No Heather. Could you have a black and white team with a search warrant come over to my house? I’ve got a self-convicted mastermind, and I think she should be taken in.”

“Who, Tracy?!”

“No, Amanda Pemberton. She admitted, on tape, that she was the one behind the crime, and that she endangered my fiancée and daughter’s life.”

“Wow. I’ll send them over right away.” She said. They arrived a few minutes later. Tracy and I took the two officers, Dibble and Cadwell, over to Amanda’s house, and her butler answered the door.

“Yes sir? May I help you?”