Zach stared at the note. After a moment's confusion, he understood what it was. It could only be one thing.
It was the timeline for the ceasefire.
Zach didn't know why the Underworld had extended the courtesy of letting them know how long they were planning to lay low. He couldn't know whether it was a lie meant to lull them into relaxation.
The only thing Zach knew, even without any proof or basis for his belief, was that it was the spy who had delivered the note.
After looking at the note for another minute, Zach grabbed it and quickly gathered his club members in the club room.
They were leaving for their break in a matter of hours, regardless of whether the note was true or not. The principal had ensured them they didn't have to stick around unless they didn't have to. During the break, they didn't have anything to worry about. Well, aside from the obvious, of course.
