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“Holy shit,” uttered Chase

The object was a book Faded Brown But also unmistakable

“It’s my uncle’s journal!”

The guys looked back at me in disbelief, as Julian set the desk back down

“Your uncle had a journal?” said Noah “You didn’tabout—”

“I totally forgot!”

Me back, offeverishly in the slim leather journal, that he once called his “ideas book” I’d never once asked hiht to look for it, after he died

“Here,” said Noah He picked it up and handed it over “I’m sure this is probably personal, but—”

“No,” I said, waving him off “It’s really not” I folded ether”

Julian was clapping his hands against his legs, wiping the dust off Chase stretched his arms out and cracked his knuckles

“Alright then,” he said “I’ll put on some coffee”

Fifty

MADISON

“Two-thousand Ryals,” Noah read aloud He traced a page in ht-hundred fifty Nobles Six silver vessels One cross, with emeralds, and—”

“This is crazy,” said Chase He was sitting backwards in his kitchen chair, the glow of his s the exciteold coins And the Ryals…”