The Lost City of Faar | Chapter 12 of 37 - Part: 1 of 7

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“How can he end a journal here?” shouted Courtney in dismay. “That’s not fair. He can’t leave us hanging like that!”

Courtney looked to Mark, expecting him to be just as outraged as she was. But Mark had other things on his mind. He had finished reading the journal several minutes before Courtney and was now busily leafing back through the pages of Bobby’s Journal #5 and rummaging in his backpack. The frown on his face said that something was bothering him.

“He’s messing with us,” added Courtney. “He knows we pore over every word of his journals and he gave us a cliffhanger. That’s just . . . wrong. This isn’t a game. Why did he . . . What are you doing?”

Mark kept reading through the earlier pages, looking for something. Courtney was suddenly intrigued.

“You saw something, didn’t you?” she asked. “Did you figure out who caused the habitats to crash? Was it Saint Dane?”

Mark didn’t answer. The scowl of tension didn’t leave his face either.

“Mark!” Courtney shouted with frustration.

This rocked Mark back into the room. His look of worry was replaced by the look of a small boy who just got caught doing something wrong.

“I-I’m an idiot. A total idiot, th-that’s all I can say.”

He was on the verge of tears. He held up the pages of Bobby’s latest journal. “It’s missing. The first page is missing.”

Courtney jumped to her feet and grabbed the light green pages from him. She shuffled through them quickly, looking for the missing page.

“That’s impossible. We read it together, in the bathroom at school. It’s got to be here.”

She flipped through the pages once, twice, a third time and then looked to Mark and shouted, “It’s not here!”

“I know!” cried Mark.

“Don’t panic. When was the last time we saw it for sure?”

“In the boys’ room,” whined Mark. “We were reading when Mr. Dorrico burst in yelling and I jammed all the pages in my pack and—”

Courtney dove at Mark’s pack and frantically dug through it.

“Don’t you think I already looked there?” said Mark with frustration. “Like five times already?”

Courtney threw the pack down and clicked into a different gear. She knew that being all frantic and pointing fingers of blame wouldn’t help get the page back. They had to think clearly.

“We had it in the bathroom,” she began, thinking out loud. “That’s for definite. But we came right here. That means we lost it somewhere between the bathroom and here. It’s gotta be here!”

Courtney started tossing the cushions on the sofa, desperate to find the lost page. Mark didn’t help. His mind was already jumping ahead.

“There’s another possibility,” said Mark softly. “M-maybe it never left the bathroom.”

“What?”

“I-I mean, everything happened fast with Mr. Dorrico and all. Maybe I didn’t grab all the pages.”

Courtney stared at Mark. For a moment Mark was afraid she would lunge at him and tear out his adenoids. But she didn’t. Instead she glanced at her watch.

“School’s closed,” she said, all business. “If Mr. Dorrico found that page, he probably tossed it in the trash. That means it’s either still in that trash can, or outside in the Dumpster.”

The two stared at each other for a solid thirty seconds. Neither wanted to admit what the next step might be. Mark broke first.

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Alice
Great book, nicely written and thank you BooksVooks for uploading

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