Weeks and months would pass with additional cards being left as a morning welcome to people who needed encouragement for the day. Somehow someone knew that a little extra encouragement was going to be needed that day for the person who would be typing on that keyboard.
Out of my own curiosity I tried to discover the angel’s identity. No candidate immediately jumped to the top of my list. Asking people on the side in impromptu one-on-one conversations revealed no suspects. Their identity was well guarded.
Then, one night while I was at the office late I got a huge break in my investigation. Everyone had gone except for the cleaning crew as I tried to tidy up a few loose ends from my task list. I had some notes for the employees and decided to put them in their “in” baskets.
Walking through the department I was shocked to see a card on one of the keyboards. The cards are prized possessions, cherished by the receivers. Never had one been left untouched for the entire day.
My first thought that it was one of the employees that perhaps had been staying late and putting the card on the keyboard before leaving. That could not have been correct because the employees had already done their own informal handwriting analysis and could not match it with any of the employees.
My next realization was that it had to be someone from the cleaning crew. There were three people on the crew. Sam, the supervisor, worked alongside Maria and Eva.
I picked up the card and approached Sam. He saw me coming and noticed the card in my hand. Discreetly he put his finger over his lips to let me know he was about to share a secret. Then he pointed to Maria.
I put the card back on the keyboard without saying a word. Maria seemed to like her unanimity and it did not seem right to spoil it.