Cinnamon Bun

Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-One - Time and Bride Wait for No Bun

It took half an hour, but eventually it was determined that none of the contents of the box were dangerous. Well, not dangerous in any sort of obvious way.

We were still in the office of the Property Deed Archive. In front of us, on the table, the contents of Rainnewt's gift were laid out like the evidence of a crime. Amaryllis had been right earlier when she listed everything out.

There was a letter, a clock, a book, and a small bouquet of flowers.

"So... what do we start with?" I asked.

"I believe it best that we start with the letter," Desiree replied. "It seems as though it's addressed to you, captain."

I chewed on my lip, because she wasn't wrong. The letter wasn't in an envelope; it was just a single sheet of thick, soft paper, folded into thirds and sealed shut with a dollop of wax. The other had 'To Bunch' written on it in a quick cursive font.

"May I?" Caprica asked. I gestured, and she carefully plucked the letter from the table, turning it this way and that. "This vellum's from the Trenton Flats," she said.

"Huh." I peered at it. "How can you tell?"