Book Three: Chapter 32

“Okay, so what’s the damage?” Lily set the last box back in place. Between the two of them, it had been nearly two hours of Lily lifting boxes aside to read their contents while Beth crossed them off. Currently, Beth was trusting that the boxes hadn’t been opened, mainly due to the fact that they had been sealed up extra tight with duct tape that had strange letters written across portions of it. She thought they were initials at first, but closer inspection made her think of Hebrew, or something similar.

“It’s so weird,” Beth said. “When I look at the stuff that’s missing, it’s nothing interesting. None of these boxes contains anything of actual value. Just random knick knacks. If anything, it looks like we are only missing maybe two boxes of items. Unless these things are antiques or something, I can’t imagine the financial loss is that great.” Beth turned the paper over. “Well, unless you count the missing grandfather clock.”

“Missing clock?” Lily undid her ponytail,