Summary Of ' The Sinister Skeleton ' Of Silk Pajamas ' Essay
The Sinister Skeleton in Silk Pajamas
The next morning, I shimmied up a braided rope and scrambled through our secret trapdoor.
“Did you read David Shaw’s piece in the newspaper?” Twist was glancing at the Cloak-and-Dagger Chronicles.
“I haven’t had time,” I said. “Why? What’s going on?”
Twist crossed to the window and looked out. “He was interviewed by a reporter.”
“So he said that he found a skeleton in a coffin and determined the bones to be that of the fabled Princess Mei. The reporter asked him if anything unusual happened and he told her that at first the scene was pretty typical. He lifted the casket lid and saw a decaying pair of silk pajamas draped over the princess’s skeletal remains. But, just as he was about to leave, she sat up, mashed her bony fingers together and whispered, ‘You’re so dead.’”
I stared at him, completely stunned. “Why would he make up such a ridiculous story?”
“I don’t know,” Twist admitted. “Maybe he’s a glory hound.”
Or a bald-faced liar, I thought, picking up the paper as though it were a bomb. I dropped it in the shredder and burned the remains. It seemed like an overkill, but that was standard agency procedure for all work related written materials in the office. Then I heard Deadwood Detective Agency’s secret knock—three tap, tap, taps on the booby-trapped door and the lock clicked.
“Hey.” Seth dashed inside. Under one arm, he cradled a laptop. He was wearing faded jeans and a black T-shirt. His look was serious…