She decided to read the letter first.

With incredible handwriting and elegant style the letter said thus. [i]Dear Detective Waterson, [b]H[/b]ere are two tick[b]e[/b]ts to the auction that'l[b]l[/b] be happening in Dojoville later this week. We'd be honored to have you attend and it would make the occasion all that more exciting. [b]P[/b]lease, it's [b]m[/b]y birthday next week and it would m[b]e[/b]an the world to me[b]![/b] Sincerely, Sasha Jones[/i] There were several letters that were circled (bolded) that made out a secret message of "Help me!".

"Interesting," she noted.

On the bottom in different, sloppier handwriting, someone wrote thus. [i]If you want to help save a little girl I wouldn't mind you getting the attraction of some people in the town square.[/i]

"I could care less..." She muttered. She put up the letter. And dropped the envelope on the ground.