Max was standing in front of everyone, confused. “I don’t understand what’s going on,” he said.
“Neither do we,” Claire muttered, waving her hand across her group.
“This isn’t Matt’s handwriting,” Ani said, waving the paper around, seeming to confuse Max some more.
“What do you mean? It is. That is the handwriting he always uses when you all leave me notes.”
“Exactly. Max, we have different handwriting for every occasion. This is the one we specifically have for you. This is not his. If he really would have left, he wouldn’t have written with this one.”
“Maybe, he was just in a rush?” Max offered.
“In a rush to leave before we got back?” Ani asked.
“I don’t care,” Helios snapped, scaring everyone. “The fact is that he is not here and if you are saying he’s been kidn*pped, then he mu
