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- 6.7 - The Mystery of the Five Orange Phones (Ruffa Basco I)
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2021-10-13 23:08:57LUKE MATTHEW
“You think… Toto is the one behind this? the caller? our mystery guy?”
THE THOUGHT LINGERED in my mind for who knows how long. First, Irish and Levy were White and Black of Indigo. And then, Honey was his White, too. Now, Toto? Just… how many of my classmates are not who they seem to be?
“Where are you going?” The Detective asked as soon as I stood up from the monobloc chair.
“I’ll have a chat with Toto. If something happens, give me a call,” I said and left.
I found Toto in the Science Nerds clubroom, along with his mates, intently listening to their president who was explaining something about chemicals.
“Who’s there?” The president asked as I peeked through their open door.
“That’s my classmate, Luke,” said Toto to the president. “May I excuse myself?” The president agreed.
He walked towards me and we talked outside the room. “What br
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