Jared yanked on my hand so he could get a better look at the suitcase I held. “I think so.” I assumed it was. I had no idea what I was doing. I was good at pretending though. As long as I had some tiny direction to go off, I was usually pretty good at winging things. I hoped that luck continued this time. I didn’t want to see how angry Jared and Owen were going to get if my plan didn’t work. Not to mention I did want to find the king and queen. From what I understood they’d been good to Casey, and that meant they were automatically on my good side. “I found it in the ruins. It must be one of the indestructible kinds.” Jared nodded. “Must be.” He started turning the numbers on the lock. “Do you know the code, Owen?” “Me?” Owen put a hand to his chest. “Why would he tell me and not you?” “You are his chief advisor. You like to make everyone think he tells you everything.”
