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It didn’t take me long to figure out what I was looking at.

This was a hit list.

It had to be.

A way to hurt and dismantle major organizations.

From my estimations, someone was going after the families of the head of each organization. The ramifications, if this person succeeded, would cause a war unlike anything anyone had ever seen.

Reaching for my phone, I dialed Sypher.

I needed help to decipher this ledger, and he was the only one who could help. The youngest son of Moonshine, the former President of the Tennessee Chapter of the Golden Skulls, Sypher had a gift for information and technology. The kid surpassed everyone’s expectations. The best in the business, Sypher was away at college, getting an education while still helping when he could. Sypher didn’t believe in division. He helped everyone and because of his ability to keep secrets, he was instrumental in many organizations, like my family and the Soulless Sinners’, just to name a few.

“Ms. Illyria?” he sighed, sounding relieved to get my call. “You had me worried.”

“I’m safe, Sypher. I found something. Well, given something, but I can’t read most of it. It looks like a ledger, maybe a journal, but I can’t read it.”

“Not a problem. Snap a few pictures of the first couple of pages and send them to me. Let me see what I can find.”

Doing as he said, I quickly snapped off several pictures and texted it to him.

“Okay. I got them. Um, well... It’s a mix of Russian, English and Gaelic?”

“Gaelic?”

“Yeah. Whoever wrote this wasn’t very good at either languages. It’s almost as if whoever wrote it was trying to write in code. For example, the first page is a jumble mess of misspelled Russian words. Almost as if whoever wrote them was using the phonetic spelling of each word to remember them.”

“So, whoever owns this journal isn’t Russian?”

“That would be my guess. The words written in English are atrocious, almost as if whoever wrote them didn’t bother with correct spelling and don’t even get me started on the Gaelic. How many pages are in this journal?”

“Quite a few.” I started taking more pictures before sending them to Sypher. That’s when I noticed the dates. “At the top of each page is a date. The first entry is August 12th, 2021. That’s a little over two years ago, Sypher.”

“Ms. Illyria, I can’t do what I need to do without physically seeing the ledger. Is there any way you can get it to me?”

“I will get it to you in six hours,” I said, getting to my feet. I needed to know what was in this ledger. I knew it had something to do with Petrovitch. I felt it in my bones.

If Sypher could decipher the journal, maybe I could find a way to stop Petrovitch from destroying everything I loved.

“What do you mean? You’re coming here?” the kid sounded shocked and uneasy. Curious, I asked, “Is that going to be a problem?”

“Um, no. I just... well, I’ve never had a girl in my dorm-room before.”

I smirked. “I promise to keep my hands to myself. I’ll see you in a few hours, Sypher.”

Disconnecting the call, I hurriedly left my room and walked next door, knocking as I waited for Maria to answer. When she did, I quickly informed her of our travel plans, knowing she would make the arrangements.

Chapter Nineteen

Illyria

It was early the next day when I arrived in Cambridge, Massachusetts, at the MIT University Campus.Established in 1861, MIT has played a significant role in the development of many areas of moderntechnologyandscience. Only the best of the best went to MIT and Sypher was the best.

“Are you sure this kid can do what he says?” Maria asked, as she opened the side door to one of the dorm buildings.

“Yes. He’s the only one.”

“Hope you’re right, Illyria, because you are putting this kid in danger by involving him.”

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