I placed the food on the kitchen counter and saw something scrawled on the delivery bag’s back. I was instantly drawn to the unsteady handwriting, and I was not thinking about supper as I read the letter.
“Ask about your trash can.” I attempted to keep my cool for my children, but my heart was racing. “How about you two wash up while I prepare everything?”
I recommended that they leave the kitchen. I hurried to the backyard as soon as they left, remembering Ravi’s warning.
My hands shaking, I walked up to the garbage cans and opened the first one. It’s simply our typical crap, nothing unusual. However, I froze when I opened the second can.
An assortment of gloves, a few tiny tools, and an unmarked container containing an unknown substance were found inside, covered in an old blanket. I was filled with panic.
“Mom? Are you alright? I was surprised by Isla’s voice. I hurriedly closed the lid and smiled artificially at her. “I’m all right, my love. Just making sure. I’ll be right there, so go ahead and enter.
