Chapter 2: Annual Two: April
4/17
DG,
There's an apothecary in Central City, not too far from the Tin Man headquarters. You can ask just about any Tin Man in the city where he is, unless it's a young fellow whose still green around the ears. The apothecary's been in the same location for almost thirty years. His name may be Smith. Tell him Azkadellia's symptoms. If your father and Captain Adderton haven't managed to keep this in the castle, he'll be able to tell them to you. He's an honest man who won't be bought and doesn't sell what he oughtn't. If he thinks it was poison, he'll tell you. If he thinks otherwise, he'll tell you that. He used to be real busy, and imagine it's still the same. Tell him I sent you and that should get his attention. The only real problem you might have is finding him. On the Force he was known for not being around just as much as his immense knowledge-base.
And the next time you're in a spot, send me a note by glass, kid. I know what I said about the glass before, and most of it still holds true, but I'm here if you need me.
-Cain
April 15
Duly noted, Tin Man. *smile*
DG
April 23
I was right. Mr. Smith promises it will work itself out of her system in time, but without knowing what it was he can't say when or even that Az will go completely back to normal. Sorry for the awful strikehandriting handiting handwritting/strike penmenship. I snuck over to Mr. Smith's shop while Mom, Dad and I were in town and I was lucky enough to get the carriage to myself on the way back. I had to get this down before we get home.
Thank you, thank you, thank you Mr. Cain. I hate being right, but it's better than wondering.
DG
Author's Note: Sorry for the late posting. It's been one of those weeks. I actually remembered on Wednesday that I had to post on Thursday, only to not go online at all Thursday after work. By the time I remembered on Friday I was ready for bed. I don't have a good reason for Saturday... Anywho, the next chapter's longer.