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"Macey," Bex said tentatively, "How do you know it's a map?"

"When I found out I was descendant of Gilly, I decided to do some research. There was nothing on her killing Ioseph Cavan so I decided to research him as well. Somehow, I came across a picture of his coffin. That image covered the lid. I read the article and it said, 'Ioseph Cavan, leader of the rumored group Circle of Cavan; Killed at a party at the famous Gallagher Mansion. The image that covers his casket lid is a map to a place the other members of his 'Circle' call, "The Immortal City."'

"I'm not sure, but I think we just learned why they want Cam," said Zach trying to lighten the mood.

"Then why do they want Matthew's journal," asked Bex's mother, "They have the image. We've been through the journal a hundred times and there's nothing else that could possibly-"

I didn't wait for her to finish, I stood up. "Where is my dad's journal? Where is the note?"

"Cammie, hold up a second. Tell us what's going on," said Mr. Solomon, gingerly getting to his feet.

"Joe I don't have time for this. Where. Is. The. Note." He looked taken aback that I called him by his first name, but recovered quickly. He pulled the notebook out of a pocket in his jacket. I took it from him and opened it.

"Where?"

"The back; between two pieces of cardboard." I flipped to the back and slowly ripped the corner off. Surely, the two pieces came apart. I pulled them apart and the note fluttered to the floor.

I picked it up and reached into Zach's butt pocket.

"Hey," he protested, but I kept going until my hand found his lighter..

I flicked the lighter on and held it about five inches under the paper. Just as I suspected the paper began to brown in lines and circles.

"Invisible ink," said Mr. Solomon, his eyes growing wide. I looked at it, unsure what it would say. Under the lines and numbers that were drawn in pen, there was now a grid. I recognized the places right away.

"Washington monument, reflecting pool, Vietnam Memorial… This is a map of Washington D.C. Whatever they are looking for it's there."

My eyes followed the lines to an infinity symbol, darker pen that the rest, sitting right on top of the reflecting pool in front of the Lincoln Memorial.

"Infinity…immortal!" Zach must have been looking at the map over my shoulder.

"Infinity symbol is…immortal? But that would place this "city" under the reflecting pool. There's a city under the reflecting pool?"

I handed him the paper and sat down. I didn't meet anyone's gaze. That is why my father was still on the East Coast, not me, not my mother…The Circle. He was doing what any good agent would do; he was seeing his mission to the end.

Macey came over and sat in the place Zach had just vacated. She started rubbing my back and humming some lullaby in my ear. She knew not to comfort me out loud, by doing that she would give away the fact that now tears were silently streaming down my face…again.

"Zachary, I believe the real question is what this Immortal City is," said Aunt Abby, looking over the map. She handed it back to me and I looked back down at it. This tiny piece of paper is what they were after.

"Why do they think I can make sense of this stupid map? It's just a bunch of squiggly lines and numbers," I said, frustrated.

"Cam, you are the one that thought to use heat to find the invisible map," said my mother.

"That's so simple though! If the Circle knew, what was on this map then they would have tried every trick in the book to make it appear! No…It's something that only I would know."

My mid floated back to the tombs, Zach's mothers fake sweet voice rang in my ears, 'what we want lives inside of you.'

I put my head in my hands and I heard my mother clear her throat. "Joe, Abby, Abe, Grace. Let's give Cammie some time alone."

I heard them all get up, and I heard Solomon's voice, "Zach you too, we need to talk."

Then Aunt Abby's voice, "Bex, Macey, Liz. I'm sure Cammie is starving, seeing as she can't go down to breakfast, why don't you bring some up to her."

I could feel all their eyes on me so I sat up and forced a smile on my face, "I'm starving, and food would be nice."

I'm not sure they believed me, but they left just the same.

When I was sure that they were out of hearing range, I walked over and locked the door then walked to the couch, curled up on it and cried. After about ten minutes, I heard the lock click and the door open. I turned over to see who couldn't leave me alone for ten minutes in the most secure place I could be now.

There was a man; his face was dirtier than the last time I saw it with way more scars visible in the fluorescent lights.

"I thought they would never leave you alone."

"Dad, how did you get in here?"

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