It was early afternoon when Charlotte and Victoria entered the Bureau of Security with their package. They checked in with the secretary and Charlotte informed her that she was assisting on a case before they sent the women to Officer Barker's office. Charlotte knew the way pretty easily and knocked on the office door.

"What are you doing here?" Officer Barker asked as she opened the door. Charlotte said nothing, but handed her the packaged book.

"This concerns the matters of this morning," Charlotte informed. Barker nodded once before taking the book.

"Take a seat," Barker instructed as she walked back to her desk. Charlotte closed the door behind them before sitting next to Victoria. "So I take it that this is the book that your parents used?"

"I don't know if it's the exact one, but yes, it's the same book," Charlotte answered softly. Barker unwrapped the book and set it on her desk.

"I will have to go to the Council with this, but I will make sure you remain anonymous. And since I have no idea where you got the book, I can't tell them that either," Barker informed. Charlotte nodded. "And you are sure that you want to give the book up so quickly?"

"If the book is dangerous, I don't want it."

"Have you opened it at all?"

"I haven't. I saw no need to," Charlotte replied calmly. Barker nodded as she opened it. 

"I understand," Barker informed as she lifted one of the pages. It was hard for her to think that there was so much fuss around a strange book. Sure, it had dangerous practices, but the practices were dangerous, not the book.

"Is that all?" Charlotte asked just as Barker grabbed some tweezers. Victoria leaned forward as Barker picked up a paper that had sat between the pages.

"Apparently not," Barker sighed before placing it on her desk gently.

"What is that?" Victoria asked.

"It's a small note, addressed to Blackwood. It doesn't specify which Blackwood," Barker informed, glancing up at Charlotte. Charlotte stood and looked to read the note. She expected it to be a long letter, but it only had a few words.

Blackwood,

They know.

There was nothing else written on the paper, and there were no markings. Nothing could tell how old it was either. Barker sighed, tossing the tweezers on her desk.

"Another mystery. I think I can find someone to help date this, though. If it's over a few months old, I think it's safe to say that it wasn't meant for you. However, if it is new, then we might have a few issues," Barker informed as Charlotte nodded again. "Are you sure you want to hand this to me so soon? If there is anything else in here, then this could paint you in a bad light."

"It'll be a worse light if I'm found with it. I've done nothing wrong," Charlotte informed sternly. Barker nodded as well.

"I agree. I just want to be sure. I don't think you've done anything wrong, but there are people above me that might think differently. I just want to make sure that you are sure."

"I'm sure. I want to be as cooperative as possible."

"Fair enough. If you find anything else out, let me know. And be careful," Barker smiled, standing up. Charlotte shook her hand as Victoria rose to her feet as well. "I can send O'Conner to your house if you need me to. I would understand if you would want a police escort."

"Victoria is living at the house, so I should be fine," Charlotte reassured.

"If you change your mind, let me know. It can get scary out there," Barker reminded before showing them out of her office. Charlotte bade her a good day before walking out the Bureau with her apprentice.

Once they were outside, Victoria took a deep breath. Charlotte paused, looking around. She didn't like the small note, but she wondered what it meant. If it was meant for her, then who wrote it? Who were they? What did they know?

"Charlotte?" Victoria nearly shouted, waving her hand in Charlotte's face.

"What?"

"Are you okay? You looked dizzy for a moment."

"Oh, yes, I'm fine. I'm just trying to figure everything out," Charlotte reassured as they started down the path. "Do you think I should have taken up the opportunity to have a police escort?"

"I think we'll be fine, but it's nice to know that it's an option. I think that might be overkill to issue police protection."

"I agree," Charlotte muttered, thinking. It was odd to see her insisting on protection, even for just a moment. Charlotte wondered if the officer knew more than she did.

"Well, let's get back to the bakery at least. I'm sure Elizabeth is still there and we can talk to her about all this," Victoria suggested.

"That's a wonderful idea, let's go see them. I could go something to eat, as well," Charlotte agreed. "Do you think I made the right decision, giving the book to the Bureau?"

"I think so. The target isn't on your back anymore, or anyone that you know. You're in the clear," Victoria reminded. Charlotte nodded and agreed, the thought that she made a mistake nagging in the back of her mind. With a deep breath, they wandered back towards the bakery.

Just as they had hoped, Elizabeth was still in the bakery with her sister. However it seemed that Lynn and Tyler had left, meaning that Charlotte was going to have to make a separate trip to her sister's. The door opened with a jingle, which was different from that morning.

"How did it go?" Heather asked as Elizabeth turned around to see the two.

"It went alright. We found the book, and we gave it straight to the Bureau. Although, a note fell out that could change the investigation," Charlotte explained, giving more of the details. Elizabeth sighed and shook her head.

"What is going on these days? Why did this pop up now?" she grumbled.

"I don't know, but I'm sure it will pass. It usually does," Charlotte reassured with a smile. "Anything interesting happen while we were gone?"

"Nothing of interest," Heather shrugged. "Had a few customers come in, that was nice. Lynn and Tyler were a delight, but they had to leave."

"Oh, Jack came by after you guys left, not realizing that we were going to be so early in the morning," Elizabeth added happily.

"And he left so quickly as well?" Charlotte asked.

"He said that he had some errands to run, but he suggested that should get together for another dinner again soon," Elizabeth answered. Charlotte laughed, agreeing with her.

"That would be nice. I love a nice dinner party," Charlotte answered. It was nice to see them so jovial and carefree, regardless of the dangers lurking out the door. Charlotte sat down at a nearby table and relaxed, glad that she had the option to.