Snippet #1621451

When Lenore got home, she was shaking. She knew she should pick up her kids, but she left them with her neighbor for a while longer. She pulled off her disguise and walked into the house. Lenore knew she couldn't just meet a strange man, but her curiosity was getting the best of her. She made her way to Robert's study and took the spare key from the ceramic dish by the door. Glancing around, she unlocked the study and went in.

Robert had his briefcase with him, but Lenore was sure that he left something behind. She tested the drawers of his desk and found one filled with papers. She had no idea what they said, and she was sure it was in English. A lot of words were just three or four letters and the language was above her head. There were some diagrams and equations, but she had no idea what they meant. Whatever she held in her hand, it was the cause of her marital strife.

She was about to put them back when three little letters at the bottom of one page caught her eye. Mixed in the middle of the alphebet soup and foreign concepts was something that turned her heart cold.

KGB

"Oh my God," Lenore whispered. Just then, the phone rang and she jumped. She hastily shoved the papers back in their place and scuttled out of the study. Her heart pounded as the phone's shrill call echoed through the house again. Unnerved, she picked it up by the third ring, praying it was just the neighbor.

"Hello?"