The day went along as Joyce grumbled and mumbled about her work. Lynn asked few questions as she arranged her workstation to some type of order.
Lynn noticed the great number of letters from the many States. Most of those letters were of course from Missing Person Bureaus. As she gathered the many letters into piles of seemingly urgent to those of just common word processed type she was getting an idea.
About 10:30 Joyce said, "I'm going to take a coffee break and maybe a short walk in the gardens to clear her thoughts."
Lynn stayed at her desk and the moment Joyce walked out the door Lynn began to call on the telephone. Taking the most urgent letters and remembering Joyce's rundown on a mare named Mary Jo, suggested many questions.
Ring, ring, "Good day Indiana Missing Persons Bureau!" stated a voice.
"Hello, I'm Lynn from the Sunrise Farm in Wisconsin and I would like to talk with Case Manager Francis DeYoung please!" asked Lynn as she spied a name at the bottom of a letter.
"Morning, Francis DeYoung, how can I..." she stopped as Lynn cut her off short.
"Good morning I'm Lynn Adams and this is SunRise Farms office." said Lynn. As the woman at the Indiana office began to talk again, Lynn stopped her quick. "Please I could get in trouble just for calling you so please listen to me first! I'm here for my first full day at work. I've seen enough to suggest this place might be more than just a large horse farm too. I was assigned to handle some of the many letters coming from bureaus like yours. So if you could please, lets talk about your letter dated March 6 of this year, Ahh on Mary Jo?" asked Lynn.
The rattle of papers and then she started, "Look here miss Adams the case of Mary Jo Cooper is one which even the F.B.I. has a case number on as well. It started when she took a vacation to Wisconsin back last December. She called her parents the second night about meeting a tall man Sir Lusious N. DeVile' at the Lodge. She was very taken by him and it worried her parents enough to mention him when they called in her missing a week later. What of Mary Jo do you know of dear?" asked the case worker.
"Remember last night I arrived here to start today. At dinner the subject of our case number HTML.Cooper came up in the conversation. I saw your letters on her this morning and began to put some thoughs together. Seem's we have a, and forgive me but just listen first, OK?
We have a yearling mare named Mary Jo who was the prime disussion last night between my manager and your Sir Lusious DeVile'" said Lynn.
"HE WORKS THERE!" screamed Francis from the other end of the line.
"Yes he does, and he's almost evil in his treatment of horses and people about the farm. Anyway the conversation was all about this mare named Mary Jo and how she was getting accustomed to her new lifestyle and the type of foods consumed. The report got a little out of hand when your letters were brought up, but then Sarah the owner of the farm stopped it. I later overheard her and Joyce with Lusious talking in an arguement about the farm accepting women and some homeless people for God knows what!" Lynn said about out of breath.
"Sounds to me we need a person on the inside like you, maybe?" asked Francis.
As Lynn thought for a second Francis offered more info.
"Dear I understand the danger of your employment far more than you know now. I will call you everyother day at this time and say I'm your aunt Francis, OK?" Well the reason for this is because a cab driver in Chicago well remembered Lusious as a very nasty rider and mean sounding about his driving. As Lusious paid the man he stabbed him in the neck with a injection needle filled with some strange liquid. The driver reported this a month later after he bagan to sprout goat horns and noted his ears and upper body covered with shaggy hairs. Since then he's been held in a special room at Northwestern University for observation. At last week's check he was 90% a male goat with little human thought patterns or memory. So we do understand the danger which lurks around you!" said Francis.
It was agreed that she would spy for the government inside the SunRise Farms. The conversation continued and much information passed over to Lynn. As Joyce returned she asked who Lynn was talking to and recieved the answer of her Aunt Francis DeYoung in Indiana.
Finally the day ended and after a short freshening up Lynn walked back from her room to the dinning room and the evening meal.
As everybody sat down and the meal was being served is was very plain that employee Ken was not in residence. "Is Ken sick?" asked Lynn.
Like a bomb was dropped in the middle of the table everybody stopped eating and looked down the table at Lusious.