Very short chapter... Enjoy!
"What was the point of getting the mutt, anyway, Walters?" Dunham asked, as they stared at the little white dog, now tied up and gagged.
"A little incentive for Tintin," Walters replied. "If we have his dog, he'll come and save it, then we can take him out of the picture for good."
"I like your thinking."
"So do I."
"But one more thing," Dunham said. "How is he going to know where we are?"
"A ransom note," Walters answered. "Left on his hat on the coat rack at the Marino's place. He can't miss it."
Tintin grabbed his hat as he rushed out the door, not noticing a piece of paper drop as he put it on, and left. Edda picked it up, thinking it was just some litter, when she noticed the name on the front of the folded paper. Tintin
"I'd better give this to him." She rushed out the door in hope to catch up with him, but he was now nowhere in sight.
"I'll just meet him at his hotel," she said to herself, and headed down the road.
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