Two minutes.
That’s all the time I had left.
Two minutes until I solidify my status as either the greatest success or the ultimate failure with my new friends.
No pressure.
“So? Do you have an answer?” Someone shouts from the back. I look up from the incomprehensible to anyone but me scribbles of my notebook toward the gangle of costumed people surrounding me.
The murder mystery underway had gon...
