This weekend has been a welcome change of pace. I mean, I’ve known about the Watchtower for years, but it never seemed like my kind of life. But when they came knocking on my door (literally) I’ll admit that a bit of cabin fever mixed with some curiosity and the next thing I knew I was pouring over files in the Boston WT building.

I’m a little nervous about the fact that our predecessors at the WT offices vanished without a trace. On the upside, I’m with some new faces that I feel like I can trust; even though I’m hard pressed to see how they’ll help if it gets rough.

Didn’t expect the girl though. She’s young and a bit obnoxious but I appreciate that she brings our average age back down to something more reasonable. The fella at the WT, Carl, must have a couple other people in the wings still, as I think we might be in a little over our heads with all these cases the previous crew left behind. We could use a few more sets of hands.