Isolde woke with the sun and grumbled, pulling the coverlet over her head. After a few minutes,she begrudgingly slid from the bed. After some tea and stretching exercises, she dressed and went to face the day.<br/><br/>She worked with the closed sign showing to the public. After two hours of that, she was sufficiently awake to welcome customers.<br/><br/>"Wonder what will happen today?" she said to the bright blue sky, as she stepped out to water the planters outside the door.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of her eye, Isolde saw a large grey bundle. She inspected it. The bundle was really a large mourning dove. It's throat had been ripped out and a message had been written in blood on the wall of her building.<br/>"You are next."