Blair Evermore: a simple kid with a complicated life.
With a brother that would do anything for her and two FBI agents for parents, she doesn't have the safest life.
She was never the first to volunteer her parents for career day, and "bring your ch...
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That night, I couldn't sleep.
All I could think about was that safe and the basement.
Ben told me not to try and figure it out tonight because he knew I wouldn't sleep until I got it open.
But I wouldn't be able to sleep anyway, so what's the point of just laying here?
I jumped off the bed, quietly making my way to the door and opening it.
I quietly walked down the hall, trying not to wake Ben.
When I got to the master bedroom, I slowly opened the door, went inside, and shut the door behind me, turning the light on.
I went to the closet and opened the dresser, pulling the safe out.
It was unusually heavy, but I carried it to the bed and sat down.
I tried a few more random combinations, but none of them worked.
Then I remembered that one paper in my parents' bedroom at home.
The one with that code on it.
152107.
I typed it in and pulled the handle.
It didn't open.
Groaning in frustration, I tried hitting it to get it open, but of course, that did nothing.
What did those numbers even mean?
Did Mr. Hernandez know?
Who came up with such a random combination?
Unless it wasn't random.
Leaving the safe for now, I went back to my room and grabbed a piece of paper.
I wrote down the numbers how they were written in the letter, then rearranged them in as many different ways as I could think of.
701251.
120751.
072151.
102715.
150172.
None of them opened the safe.
As I went over the numbers again, I noticed something.
102715.
October 27th, 2015.
The day my parents died.
And if that note was from Alabaster...
"What are you doing?" Someone asked from the doorway.
I spun around to see Ben standing there, leaning against the door frame.
"There was a letter in mom and dad's nightstand at home with some numbers on it." I stood up and walked over to him. "It was 152107. If you mix it around, it's 102715."
