Chapter 2: My Boss Writes Deceiving Letters!
After a little visit to the bathroom, Nancy decided to ask about odd-named Mr. Bell.
"Cassidy, do you know who Hippocrates Bell is?" she asked.
"Ah, he would be the original owner of this place. Of course, back then, the Redondo wasn't a spa - it was a private mansion. Kind of like the haunted one in San Francisco.
"I see. Well, I finished all my chores."
"Great job. Our boss awaits, through that door." With that Cassidy returned to his work.
Nancy walked into Mr. Bleski's office just as he was wrapping up a phone call with an angry client.
"Nancy Drew." he greeted her, "Good. You know why you're here right?"
"Of course. You want me to investigate the bombings." Nancy replied.
"What? No. You are here to investigate the construction accidents."
"But, your letter said I would be investigating bombings. " said Nancy, disappointed.
""Construction accidents" is a code for bombings. We don't want to alert our guests. You will be undercover as our new general assistant, doing favors for our guests. Just don't go around bothering people. If the clients ask for something done, do it, no questions."
"Oh" Nancy didn't like the sound of that. Sometimes rich people tend to be demanding.
"I hope you good at defusing bombs, because they explode often. Stay on-"
"Sorry to interrupt Mr. Bleski," interrupted Cassidy, "but I'm afraid I have towels that need folding."
"I'll send Nancy right out to take care of it". When Nancy kept standing there he pointed at the door, and said "GO!"
Back in the Reception area, Cassidy explained that each bomb was preceded by a note saying where the bomb was. Unfortunately, the rest was always coded, so he couldn't read it. He gave Nancy a map of the spa and garden maze, the coded note, and a roaster of who worked at the spa. He wished her good luck deciphering the note then returned to his work.
The only readable words were "I hang out in the tropics" and "This could be a sticky situation." One glance at the note told her that the letters needed to be unscrambled. Above the scramble letters were the words "I hang out in the tropics". After unscrambling the letters, she got the word vines.
"Vines? What part of the spa could the bomber be talking about?" After looking at her map, she guessed the jungle room, since jungles had vines. So she grabbed her brand new bomb detector, invented by her friend George, and headed to the jungle room.