It had been two days since I called Daisy. She had still not called with the information; it was a bit unsettling.
I also didn't have much to do. I cleaned the house, looked at some of the family pictures from when I was young- which were a very few- played games on odd social networking sites and kept myself from thinking about the black files on my table that I had already read,. It was like they were screaming at me to look at them again.
My mind wandered to too many places. The only thing that could keep it off from the horrid thoughts was my morbid curiosity about Jasper, the person I had to find. So I opened my computer and searched.
