Janitor Finds Gym Floor Filled With Umbrellas, Then Reads the Note Left for Him

A message waiting

His car was parked right where he left it. He unlocked it, climbed in, and reached for the phone. But then he saw a blinking light on the top right part of his screen—one missed call, one voicemail. The number was anonymous. He tapped the notification with a hesitant thumb, then lifted the phone to his ear, trying to calm his breathing as the message began to play.