Bottle 12: The Truth Revealed
She twisted the cap off the bottle; her movements deliberate and poured its contents into a glass. What emerged was not wine, but a paper tightly rolled up. She unfolded it, her eyes narrowing as she read the words to herself.
Bottle 3: A Pattern Emerges
The message was from a number not listed in his contacts.
“I know you can’t wait forever. Now, share your location, so I can do what needs to be done.”
The group collectively inhaled, the words carrying an ominous weight.