‘Well, you missed me.’ Michelle said as she logged off. With all of the intrigue surrounding this letter and the determination of Sherlock Holmes ...n a new case, Michelle convinced herself she needed to solve the riddle. Checking on the kids and telling the neighbors she was going to run a few errands and be back in a few hours, she hopped into her car and sped off. Turning the radio up, she searched for the address listed on the card. There it was. The local Mailboxes Etc. Michelle parked in. .But on this night things were different inside the Captain's tent and instead of seeing a sleeping man in his thirties or forties, instead what she saw were armed guards wearing some strangely colored, and ordained with jewels and lettering on their armor. At first, this confused her but as they stepped forwards swords at the ready she concentrated a spell of enchantment on them, she opened her mouth and they hesitated she then spoke to them her words infused with magic…But it was clear it. She was in deep sleep.I was trying to wake her because it was too hot and she would help me in bringing the mini cooler from the store room.But she was not.I found a small box near her pillow.They were sleeping pills.And doctor prescribed dose .I dont understand why she was using them and i brought the mini cooler all by my self and started concentrating on her.I tested her by opening her eyes and screaming a loud but got no response from her .This is in deed a lucky chance to me.I un dressed. At least she was happy to see me.It was a start.Juniper came into the kitchen alone, wearing pajamas and a terrycloth bathrobe. She was teary-eyed, and her face looked puffy, maybe from crying, maybe from whatever drugs she was taking. For a woman of her great height, she looked stooped and shrunken. Her little finger on her left hand was elaborately bandaged and evidently held by some sort of splint.She was a far cry from the glamorous Amazon I'd first met at that sports banquet less than six.