~ Jerome Hill Trevor (Jem) ~
Somehow time seems like running so fast. Last week passed, then somehow, now it’s Friday already. I’ve practiced for, I don’t know how many times already—I lost count of it. So far, I’m sure I’m ready. It’s four p.m., and we meet at the camp.
“So, this is the day,” I say.
“Are you ready, Jem?” Ben asks.
I nod. “Ready or not, I must be ready. Any news about Belle?”
“Valentina said, Gregory found a clue where Honey kept Belle all this time, but he should retrace it.”
“Hopefully, Gregory will find Belle soon,” I say.
Valentina arrives the last. She looks at Ben and me. “Sorry, I’m late.”
I stare at Valentina. Her face is sparkling. Then when I glance at Ben, he also observes Valentina.
“I think someone’s getting a jackpot this afternoon.” Ben grins
