n0t3: Chapters are probably not gonna be really long. But the last few chapters will be longer. Still, enjoy!
(Sunday's my last day, I think.)

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Title: Picture Perfect
Rating: T
Author: mylifeismine
Summary: Gabriella's being followed, so she does something drastic in order to save her son. She hands it over to the father. Troy Bolton. The NBA star must find Gabriella, though. Life or death. An easy statement, not easy to accomplish though. Troyella.
Genre: Mystery/Suspense
Length: Story

Chapter Four- Between Lines
Troy re-read the note for the millionth time, hoping to catch something that he hadn't caught before.

The first sentence.

You're probably reading this two weeks from the day I handed in my will.

Troy reached for the phone.

"Brandon's Attorney. How may I help you?"

"Hi. Can I talk to Mr. Brandon for a minute please?"

"Let me check if he's in," the lady said, followed with a pause, "Hold on a minute, I'll transfer your call."

Troy waited patiently.

"Mr. Brandon speaking."

"Hello Mr. Brandon. It's Troy Bolton, you came by my house last week," Troy said politely.

"Yes. Hello Mr. Bolton. What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering when Gabriella had handed in her will."

"That's strictly confidential, Mr. Bolton. But maybe I could tell you, if I know why," he said.

"Well you had given me the note, the purple one, and it mentioned something about the day she handed in her will. So I was wondering when she had given it to you," Troy said.

"I suppose I can give you the date and time," Mr. Brandon said, followed by papers shuffling, "She handed in her will...on June 9 at four o'clock. So about three weeks ago."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Brandon."

"No problem, Mr. Bolton."

Troy went over to his wall calendar.

June 9th.

Gabriella's accident was on the sixteenth.

Nick was in Troy's custody on June 23.

Exactly two weeks.

But how was Gabriella to know that?

Unless everything was planned.

That would make sense.

I'll answer your questions later.

But you have to understand that I had and am doing everything I can in order to protect Nick.

That would only be possible if Gabriella wasn't dead...

But why a week?

Seven days?

Why four o'clock?

Why?

Calm down, Troy.

Think about something else.

Think about high school.

Troy was sprawled on his couch with his eyes closed, thinking about high school.

Gabriella's favourite game had been reading between lines, and figuring out the hardest things.

Troy sighed.

Emma came into the room, cleaning it.

Emma picked up the purple note, and was about to throw it in the trash, before Troy jerked up.

"You okay, Troy?" Emma asked worriedly.

Troy took the note from her hands, "I'm fine now."

Emma looked at him with an amused face.

Troy gave her a small smile before he yelled, "Reading between lines!"

Emma gave him a look.

"Sorry," Troy said apologetic, then bounced ecstatically out of the room, clutching the purple note.

As soon as Emma was out of ear-shot, Troy jumped with excitement, "Wooooooo!!!!!!!!"

But now he had to figure what the message was, and he was never good at that.

But if it depended on Gabriella Montez's life?

He would figure it out, even if it was the last thing he did.