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The man's voice echoed from the device, tempting me into betraying Justin by promising me that he would pay me an exorbitant amount of money if I accepted his offer. Justin was stunned. His eyes widened. "Are… Are you telling me the truth?" he asked as he lowered his head to stare at me with bright eyes. "You never once thought about selling me out for money?" I didn't hesitate when I shook my head. "I just want you to live a good life, that's all. Besides, I'll also benefit once you become successful again. I'm your savior, so I definitely don't have to worry about running out of money to spend, no?" I asked nonchalantly.

" 'The treasure lies where the sky meets the earth... where the first oath was spoken... find it, and you shall find the heart of the family...' " We all looked at each other. "A treasure?" Leo frowned. "What treasure?" "It is not gold or money," Sarah said softly, looking at the note. "It says... the heart of the family."

Treasure takes out her phone and makes a call, completely unfazed by my death glare. "Hey, Ace, what's up?" she says brightly into the phone. There's a pause while Ace probably responds. Then Treasure continues. "Of course I saved your number, Ace. How could I not? You seem like a genuinely nice person, unlike some people I could mention." Another pause. "Quick question: can you get me into Luxury Gardens? I don't have a pass, and apparently security is very strict about these things." She listens to Ace's response, and her smile widens.

Writing the words and the warning she gently utters from the light of the full moon. “Seven Mysteries.” With the drop of the ink of her pen that smudges the corner of the paper, she’s writing at. A poem can be heard as its curse is being delivered, yet a clue and away is shed unto the light. “THE CURSE ROAD” Follow the trail on the old treasure map, As you will find the x mark that says “Dig right here.” And four-six feet down my spade struck wood Just where the treasure would appear and near.

'To: A stór' The card was plain white, folded in half once, and the words inside were just as confusing. 'Treasure belongs together.' Ted made a huffing sound through his nose, "Lots of treasure is buried in the ground or at the bottom of the ocean floor. Are you still sure this is a present and not a bomb?" While Ted was having his fit, all I could hear was the smooth rolling of words coming from a certain grey-eyed man candy, and it was making the impatience in me build as my fingers twitched to unveil it as quickly as possible. I tugged at the ribbon trailing from the bow, the silky nature of it slipping through my hands as the box quickly became undone and I stepped back to allow the sid

"How much treasure are we talking about?" His black eyes were cool when they shifted back to her. She missed the heat she'd seen in his gaze down below, the hot desire that had burned in his eyes right before he grabbed her and kissed her. "Don't worry, I'm not planning to do anything stupid like go after the treasure myself," she assured him. "As fun as this has been, I know jack-squat about treasure hunting. I did read Treasure Island back in high school, but I'm not sure that counts."

said Sherly sincerely. "I love you more. You are only mine, and I would risk anything to protect what is mine, it will always be that way."

I threw my head back as my heart ached, and let out a long, sorrowful howl to the moon. Your death won't be in vain Clarissa. I promise you.

In this child, whose life I’ve tried to save in exchange for mine, will my shadow linger in the depths of his eyes? I once thought that I had a million things to say, but now that I’m putting pen to paper, I’m at a loss for words. It was I who slowly dragged you, pure as you are, into the depths of hell. Yet now, I’m vainly deluding myself with hopes that a few isolated phrases of mine could, perhaps, move you. It’s funny, isn’t it?

“You found your own cave?” She nods. “And you’ve been finding your own treasures to put there?” She nods again. I crouch down in front of her. “And what treasures call to you, sweet girl?” She smiles. “Gems.” I open my arms and she rushes into them. “No one can ever say you’re not my daughter.” I say, laughing and hugging her tight. I feel her shaking her head against my chest. “Maybe one day you’ll show me?” I ask.