Lily POV
I should've said no.
The thought repeated itself the entire walk back to the mansion, each step accompanied by another reason not to open the case. I hadn't played in years. Not really. Not since...
No.
I stopped that thought before it reached its conclusion.
Gunnar, of course, wouldn't let it go.
"I didn't carry that thing all the way up from the lake just for it to collect dust."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "You carried it approximately half a mile."
"It was uphill."
"It objectively was not."
"It felt uphill."
I almost smiled.
Almost.
Was this another one of his games? A way to embarrass me? To prove the 'genius' wasn't so gifted after all?
I couldn't tell.
That uncertainty unsettled me far more than the request itself.
People were inconsistent. Contradictory. The
