Keaton towards the library and by the time they were at the entrance, both them were soaking wet. “Are you doing okay, Mr. Keaton?” Merly hesitated before addressing him as Mr. Keaton. She knew that it would take time, but it was more difficult than she expected it to be. “I am okay. Now what are we supposed to do? Wait here or go inside?” he asked. “We can’t wait here. No one knows about this and we can never be suspected. So we must go inside as discreetly as possible.” With this Merly started to go inside. “Merly, wait. I still don’t understand why you dragged me over here, and I still don’t believe a word you are saying. So if I find this entire thing to be a gimmick, then I will not hesitate to report you.” He warned Merly for the last time. There was no explanations that Merly could offer Mr. Keaton which would make him believe otherwise, so she decided against saying anything at all.
