Ruber Fitzgerald... that name was one that I could have gone the rest of my life without hearing again.

Although, it was apparent that I would not be able to do so.

As I meandered through sorting my chaotic thoughts from my rational ones, I had an idea. It took me awhile to get an idea due to the chaotic thoughts, yet after its seed was planted in my head, it quickly took root.

I logged out of my email and brought up my Snapgram account.

I typed into the search bar, "Julianna Reeves."

Finally I found a description that fit Kayley's mother based off what Kayley had shared with me.

Mrs. Reeves was an historian and professor of noble women from the Middle Ages. Kayley had said that her mum was very passionate about etiquette and antiquity. Her job definitely suited her.

I clicked onto her account and hit the message icon. When the chat opened, I quickly typed a message. After I explained who I am and my connection to her family, I sent Mrs. Reeves my phone number.

Then I did something I hadn't done in a very, very long time. I prayed.

"God, if You're there. If You can hear me, if You're real, if You ever pay any attention to what is happening in my life, now is the time I need You too. Get Julianna's attention. Get her in touch with me quickly. Help us to contact Agent Pen and get the £3,000,000. Take a note, God, because I'm actually asking You for help."

~10 Minutes Later~

My phone announced to me, " Unknown number calling."

I had a feeling deep in my gut that God HAD heard my prayer.

I answered the phone, "Hello?"

A panicked, mature voiced female speaker stumbled over her words as she asked, "I-i-s this Garrett?"

"Speaking. Julianna?"

"Yes! Is this real?"

"Unfortunately, it is. Are you still in contact with your deceased husband's old partner, Secret Agent Pen? "

"Yes, he is my cousin, anyway. He and his wife, Gwen, eat dinner with me quite often."

" Good. You need to call him and have him meet me at my flat within the next hour. You need to be here too. Get a pen, and write down this address."

After she transcribed my address, we hung up.

Although, it didn't suffice me anything to "look" up, I did anyway.

I kept my head in that direction for what felt like a long time.

Honestly, I was quite humbled. I needed to realize that I had to open my heart back up to others. In doing so, I opened my heart back up to God.

I had shut Him out for many years.

"Thank You." I whispered.