Chapitre 563: A MESSAGE

Emma and Amelia's attention drifted to the area that Prescott pointed to, their eyes widening when they saw a sheet of paper that seemed to have been folded and stashed within a crack in the wooden walls.

It was almost non-existent that Emma wondered how Prescott had seen it, had noticed it and had called it out. She had cleaned the cabin after all, from top to bottom, and she hadn't seen the crack.

"What do you think it is?" She heard Amelia ask, and shrugged her shoulders. No other way to find out than to actually check it out. She stood up from the sofa and walked to the wooden wall with little cracks on it.

Heaving in a deep breath, she pulled the paper by the tail, hoping that it actually meant something and not some second-thought attempt to close a crack in the wall. But even as she rolled the paper out of its rumpled statement, she knew that it meant something. Could her mother have left her a message?