I looked at my father’s old laptop sitting on the other side of the desk. It was locked, but the password was written on a piece of paper taped inside the top drawer of the desk. After paying all the bills, I pulled the laptop closer and turned it on. Once I entered the password, I looked through the different files, searching for more proof of my dad’s bad habits. Maybe he had placed a million-dollar bet on the Super Bowl or something.
While searching, I sent Selene a message.
Orion: Random question. Was the pack having money problems when you moved away? Or was everything still okay?
Selene had stayed longer than I did. If things had been getting worse for more than ten years, then that could explain where the missing money went. Slowly losing money through betting over fifteen or six
