Derek was aware that further details would not be given away for free. “All right, will you just hand it to me? “I’ll pay you,” he said, pulling out a $100 dollar from his wallet.
The woman’s eyes widened at the sight of the cash. She handed Derek the rucksack and grabbed the money from his palm.
She hurried off, perhaps to make sure Derek didn’t change his mind and give the money back. Derek sat down on the nearest bench and opened the backpack with trembling hands.
He found a water bottle and a folded piece of paper, and not much more. His pulse pounded as he opened the paper, hoping to discover a clue.
Below the address were the words “Hostess Family.” Derek hurriedly punched the location into his phone.
