Sophia pulled out one final book from the shelf and added to her stack of books she was carefully balancing in one hand. If she didn't work in a cafe she probably couldn't have pulled off balancing six books at once, especially since they were getting heavy. Satisfied with what she had found in the myth and lore section she switched to carrying the books with both hands to bring them over to the table. Tim was already waiting for her with his selection of books from the language section. Sophia smiled at him as she thought of how together they should be able to solve their own private little mystery.

"Let's get started," she said as she sat down in a chair and pulled it up to the table.

Looking at what she had collected, Sophia picked a book and started to leaf through it in hopes of finding some hint of recognition for what they were dealing with. For an hour or more she flipped through the books. Occasionally she would stop and make notes on her phone from what she and Tim found that they thought might be a clue or hint. Close to the two hour mark Sophia noticed that her phone had lit up to denote that she had received a text message. The phone number wasn't one she recognized, but Sophia opened it up and read it anyway.

[i]Hey, bitch.[/i]

Sophia frowned in disapproval and text back, [i]Who is this?[/i]

A moment later a reply came through.

[i]You know who this is. It took me forever to get a hold of your number since you had it changed. I just wanted to remind you that even though you have a new boyfriend that doesn't make you worth anything. You're still the same dumb bitch I took advantage of in high school.[/i]

All the blood drained from Sophia's face. Quickly she blocked the number, deleted the conversation, and tried to immerse herself in her books. But her heart was no longer in it and she wondered, [i]How did David get my number?[/i]