“That what you’re asking for…”
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“Is war?”
I finished.
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He nodded.
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I didn’t look away.
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“I know.”
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Then I pushed the ticket closer to him.
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“Start digging.”
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Because what they didn’t know…
Was that I had already found something.
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Something buried.
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Something that made the boat…
Look very, very small.
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And if I was right…
My parents weren’t just heartless.
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They were hiding something.
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Something worth far more than $5,000.
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And I was about to uncover it.
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No matter what it cost.
