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

Back to the fire

Frank didn’t wait. After the voicemail ended, he grabbed his keys and rushed back to school. He couldn’t leave things like this. The gym still haunted his thoughts, but now his job was officially on the line. He parked crooked in the staff lot and sprinted inside. The principal was waiting near the gym doors, arms crossed, jaw tight with frustration.