Orin parked the car and ran into their hut. Where is it he thought? He fumbled through papers and boxes until he found what he was looking for. Then he got back into his car and drove to the nearest town, about seven miles away. This had been one of the only towns that wasn't hit with the mystery disease. As he drove he tried to fumble through the papers he just grabbed. Where are they he wondered? Florentine had proposed that Orin should come and spend the holidays with her and her old friends. He declined the offer, now he tried to find the phone numbers of her friends. They're probably wondering where she is. He parked the car and ran to the nearest pay phone. He dialed the number, Pier Mêlées. A man answered in an angry tone.
"Hello?"
"Hi is um a Pier Mêlées their?" Orin was panting trying to catch is breath.
"No he left a while ago; he was on his way to Paris. We're actually looking for him too. May I ask who this is?"
"Oh yes, how impolite, my name is Orin, if you talk to Pier, tell him," Orin paused, "tell him she's dead."
"Who's dead?"
"Florentine, she's about 5'2, brown eyes and blond hair. Please tell him for me."
"I'll see what I can do." The man's tone on the other line started to sound less stressed. "My apologies on your friend, bye."
About twenty miles away, the director gave Tomas a look.
"You want to keep your job?"
Tomas shook his head violently."Yes sir."
"Good, I'm giving you a chance to redeem your self." Tomas stood up shoulders back and head high.
"What may I do sir?"
"I need you to track this phone call."
"Is that all sir?"
"No, a man named Orin placed it, trace the location of this man then," the director paused, "Then kill him." Tomas' mouth got wide.
"But sir, I..."
"Do you want to keep your job?" Tomas shook his head yes.
"Than you will do what I have told you to." Tomas ran off alerted his men. There was a long day ahead of them.
Sophie awoke, it was nine PM. What happened she wondered? She turned on the light and remembered all that had happened. She sighed. Then she heard laughing come from the kitchen. She got up and went out into her living room.
Sophie awoke, it was nine PM. she wondered? She turned on the light and remembered all that had happened. She sighed. Then she heard laughing come from the kitchen. She got up and went out into her living room."Sophie did you have a nice nap?" her grandma asked. She was covered in flour; Pier had been helping her make cookies. Sophie smiled when she saw Robert.
"Yeah thanks." When Sophie inherited her grandfather's house she vowed to keep it wood, and chocolate, and if she was correct it was almost time for the Christmas Eve peek. Her grandfather always gave her a present on Christmas Eve. It was some times a hint on what she would find Christmas morning. Sure enough, her grandmother also followed that tradition.
"Ok, everyone it's time to give people their Christmas peek." everyone new what that was except Vittoria.
"I'm sorry," Vittoria said, "what are we doing? '
"A Christmas peek. You simply give people part of their Christmas gift tonight so they don't have to wait till morning to receive all their gifts, Neveu family tradition." Vittoria smiled.
"Oh well i'm sorry but i didn't know i was comming. I only got Robert a present" Roberts face got very pale, "Robert why don't you show everybody what I gave to you." Robert froze.
"Maybe later."