"Maybe." I said.
We continued searching until almost midnight and eventually I had written down every missing page I could find.
There were twelve missing pages across the four journals. Twelve. I stared at the number.
"That's a lot." I said and Jace nodded.
"And someone has been taking them over time." He said.
"Which means this started before the trophy." I said.
"Probably." He said as I looked toward him.
"Then the trophy was just a distraction." I said.
"Or a warning." He said and I sighed.
"I don't know which is worse." I said.
Jace reached across the desk and took my hand.
"Whatever it is, we're going to protect what remains." He said and I nodded.
"How?" I asked as he glanced toward the journals.
"We lock them up." He said.
"Where?" I asked.
"The clubhouse vault." He
