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

Back to the fire

Frank didn’t hesitate. The second the message ended, he bolted back to his car, keys tight in his hand. He couldn’t risk his job, not after years of reliability.

The fear of the umbrellas lingered, but anger now pushed him forward. When he pulled into the staff lot, the principal was waiting, arms crossed, his expression cold and unforgiving.