Nora's mind was racing with questions and concerns. Who was sending her those mysterious texts? And what did they want from her?

She knew that she had to get to the bottom of things, but she didn't know where to start. She decided to start by asking Ethan if he knew anything about the texts.

As soon as Ethan walked in the door, Nora confronted him. "Ethan, I need to ask you something," she said, her voice firm but gentle.

Ethan looked at her with a concerned expression. "What is it, Nora?" he asked.

Nora took a deep breath and showed him the texts. "I've been getting these mysterious texts," she said. "And I think they might have something to do with you."

Ethan's expression changed from concern to shock. "Where did you get these?" he asked, his voice low and serious.

Nora shook her head. "I don't know," she said. "They just started showing up on my phone. But I think they might be trying to tell me something about you."

Ethan's eyes narrowed, and he looked like he was thinking deeply. "I don't know what's going on," he said finally. "But I think we should try to figure it out together."

Nora nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She was glad that Ethan was willing to work with her to uncover the truth.

Together, they started investigating the mysterious texts. They tried to trace the number, but it was unlisted. They asked around, but no one seemed to know anything.

As the day went on, Nora and Ethan became more and more frustrated. They were getting nowhere, and they didn't know what to do next.

But then, just as they were about to give up, Ethan's phone rang. He answered it, and his expression changed from frustration to shock.

"What is it?" Nora asked, feeling a sense of concern.

Ethan looked at her, his eyes wide with surprise. "It's Rachel," he said. "She wants to meet with us. She says she has information about the texts."

Nora's heart skipped a beat. What did Rachel know? And why was she willing to share it with them?

As they made their way to the meeting spot, Nora couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What were they getting themselves into? And would they be able to handle the truth?