A Magnetic Query

I slid the flat edge of my knife beneath a bright yellow 'O' clinging to the lower panel of the refrigerator door. It drifted across the white enamel with a soft, magnetic drag... the perfect medium for an anonymous clue. Setting my cellular handset upright against the cabinet baseboard, I guided three mismatched plastic letters into a deliberate horizontal sequence: 'W'... 'H'... and the crooked yellow 'O'. A classic thriller opening, staged entirely in cheerful primary colors. I stepped back into the shadows beneath the counter, letting the dramatic suspense linger on the cold steel.