Chapter 195

I snapped a quick photo and sent it to Travis with a whispered voice-to-text: Ever seen this on any other officer?

While I waited for him to answer me back, I studied the photo and article a little closer. At the bottom, in teeny-tiny print that shimmied all over the page before I could pin the letters down, it read Belle's Cove Police Magazine.

Of course! CE Magazine, like the print I saw on my second ransom note. I could already tell I was getting closer to finding my favorite familiar.

I crept farther down the hallway. At the very end of the hall stood another door, this one with a keypad similar to the evidence room's.

OCTOPUS, I typed in. Pretty sure I'd never forget that password.

Except it didn't work. The red light on the keypad blinked. Either that had been the password just for the evidence room, or it had been changed since the last time I'd used it.

What else? What else could it be? This time I didn't have a time-traveling Other Me to help me out.