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Chapter 2 She’s a Mystery

Chapter 2 She’s a Mystery

“Tomorrow, I’ll see everyone at the community square,” Annelise said calmly. “Remember fo steep your medicine packs and don’t binge–watch Game of Thrones. Daenerys isn’t going to die!”

Lately, Game of Thrones had become the most popular show at Silverwood Heights, and the elderly were obsessed with it.

When Annelise brought it up, everyone felt a pang of guilt. “Got it. We’ll go to sleep by ten then.”

It was hard to believe that these elderly people would take orders from a single person.

Some of them had made remarkable contributions to the country, and their identities were carefully concealed.

Walton Foster, the head of the community, was pining for Annelise’s return. Now, he felt the weight lift off his shoulders. “Dr. Caldwell, I’ve been watching over your place. I didn’t let anyone get near it.”

“Appreciate it!” Annelise said politely, holding the fruit basket to him.

Walton beamed as he accepted the gift. “You’re welcome. You won’t be leaving again, will you?” Those elders were a real handful.

“No,” Annelise took the key and replied. “I won’t be leaving.”

Walton gushed, “That’s wonderful! Dr. Caldwell, I’ll leave you to your things. Hit me up if you need anything.”

Annelise nodded.

Once Walton was out of sight, she inserted the key into the lock.

That lock was quite old. There was nothing special about it.

But after the first lock was undone, a liquid crystal code lock appeared before her eyes.

“Would you like to activate iris authentication?”

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Chapter 2 She’s a Mystery

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Annelise said lightly, “Yes.”

“Scanning iris. Please hold…”

“Iris authentication complete.”

“Welcome home, master.”

Annelise hadn’t heard that polite and mechanical voice for a long time.

With a click, the iron gate opened on its own.

The room lit up instantly.

On the tall bookshelf lay rows of traditional medicine books along with various jars of herbs.

The room was filled with greenery, mostly herbs, each marked with a label.

In the center of the living room stood a flashy black–and–red motorcycle. It was the discontinued BMW R18.

Annelise grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.

Just as she was about to take a sip and dive back into the show, the phone on the table rang with its unique AI ringtone.

“Annie, time to get to work! Annie, time to get to work! Annie…”

On its third repeat, Annelise tapped the screen and said, “Shoot.”

“There’s a big job at Criford. Interested?”

Annelise drank a mouthful of water. “What’s the job?”

“The richest man in Brookford is looking for his long–lost granddaughter. She’s in Criford. Easy job and huge payout.”

Annelise yawned. “Not interested.”

“Wait! Hold on! There’s another one. You’ll definitely like it!” The voice turned obsequious. “It’s also a big job!”

Annelise rubbed her chin languidly. “Let’s hear it.”

“The Winthrop family offered 1.6 million dollars to find you. Anyone who provides a lead

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