Page 410 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
There were more of us throughout the years and some new pictures too. I was surprised there weren’t pictures of any of his exes. Or anyone else at all really. All of them were of the four of us. Me, Axel, Jacob, and Soph. It was just like all the pictures in my room.
I wanted the pictures to be a better clue than his huge opened box of condoms. But I wasn’t sure it was.
Sophie opened up one of the desk drawers and pulled out a journal. “He has a diary? That feels a little light in the loafers to me.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. What does it say?”
She opened it. “Phew. It’s empty.”
“Well that’s not helpful.”
“Wait.” She’d flipped to the back. “There’s some kind of countdown back here.”
“A countdown? To what?” I peered down at the journal.
“I don’t know. It’s just numbers counting down. And a bunch of them are crossed off.”
“How far back does it go? Maybe he’s counting down days?”
“Um...” She flipped a few pages. “If it’s days, he started counting down 2,093 days ago.”
“So he’s counting down to something that was a really long time ago? Is there a date when it started?”
Sophie shook her head. “There’s no start date. Just the numbers.”
“Maybe it’s the end of high school being over?” I said. Just because I was worried about going to college and everything changing, it didn’t mean Axel was.
“No, high school was only a total of 1,460 days. Well, less really. Because we’re not actually in school all 365 days a year.”
“Okay, math genius.”
“Let’s go the other way. There’s only 147 days left on this countdown. So what is 147 days from now?”
“I don’t know. You’re the one that’s so good at calc.”
Sophie laughed. “But seriously, you know who makes a vague countdown like this? Someone with a secret, that’s who.”
“True.”
We both just stared at it for a moment.
“How about we figure out what day that leads to later.” I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture of the page we were on. “Right now we need to keep looking for a second phone.”
“Good plan. And we don’t even know for sure it’s days. It could be anything. We’ll circle back.” Sophie closed the journal and slid it back into the drawer.
But we looked and looked and nothing else seemed suspicious at all.
“Is it time yet?” Parker asked. She had a crayon ready in her hand.
“Maybe,” Sophie said.
I glared at her. I didn’t want to be the bad guy here. But Parker could not under any circumstances draw on Axel’s wall. I didn’t want Axel to know we’d been in here.
Sophie’s phone buzzed. She pulled it out and her eyes grew round. “We need to use Axel’s computer. ASAP.” She flipped open the lid of the laptop.
“Soph, what are you doing?”
“It’s important, trust me.” She stared at the screen asking for the password. “Any idea what the password is, Parker?”
