#Chapter 31: Investigations

The next morning, I get up early so that I can sit down with my coffee for a good hour before I have to leave for work and really think about the situation I've found myself in. I have to do something, I know that, but the threads of what's going on have become confusing. I need to untangle them. I stand for a minute at the kitchen sink, admiring the way the early morning light beams through the window and lights up the walls of the kitchen with a golden glow. I'll miss this villa if I ever have to leave, the kitchen especially. I made Kent get me a plain drip coffee maker, because god help me if I'll ever figure out the espresso space machine that he loves so much. Honestly, that thing looks more like it belongs at NASA than on my kitchen counter. The coffee maker gurgles, and I pour myself an extra large mug before plopping down at the table and flipping open the notebook I bought to help me keep all my information and ideas straight. I decide to make a list of what I know a