Astana, Kazakhstan, motel room with my new hunky teammate and make-believe husband
Man alive, what a start to my first experience abroad yesterday was! As if the horror of finding Dixon’s car missing wasn’t enough, Melody ending up at the hospital was just icing on an abysmal day. Luckily, once Melody was taken care of, things started improving, although I didn’t have confirmation of that until a few minutes ago when I got Tessa’s texts.
July 31
From: Tessa
Melody recovering at last. Stomach pumped last night when she went into shock. Doctors say it wasn’t food poisoning. Something eels. Could be real poison.
July 31
To: Tessa
Holy crapballs! Poison eels? I didn’t see them at the lunch, but wasn’t seeing much but my pretend husband.
July 31
From: Tessa
Eels are electric, not poison. At least I think they are. Let me ask Max.
July 31
From: Tessa
Yes, eels are electric.
July 31
To: Tessa
Then why did Melody eat one? I didn’t see anyone else have them.
July 31
From: Tessa
She didn’t. Oh, I see. Typo in earlier message. No eels. Poison, though, of some sort. Roger on his way to you.
July 31
To: Tessa
I hope to arrest the Esses, because clearly they are the ones behind all of this!
July 31
From: Tessa
Don’t think so. Doctors tested food we ate, and nothing in there, but couldn’t find bottle of water she was thinking.
July 31
From: Tessa
DRINKING.
July 31
