(Continued from part 1)
The kitchen was lifeless. It seemed like I needed to wipe my hand over every inch of the walls before finding the light switch. I fumbled through the cabinets, which were mostly empty, aside from a few packets of single-serve quick oats, a stash of expired canned goods, and a small tin of loose-leaf tea leaves.
The teapot contained the dregs of day-old tea. So I started the kettle and prepared the pot for a fresh brew.
I decided to go check on Lois while the water boiled. I didn’t want to make it seem like I was constantly keeping my eye on her even though she knew that’s what I was hired for, so I thought I would ask how she took her tea. Though, she seemed like the kind of person who took her tea black.
But when I walked into the library, there was no sign of her. Only the white rabbit was left sitting on the armchair looking as confused as I was.