Chapter 3

Ever since I gave Jenna that little hint three days ago, she'd been so caught up in cracking the formula I had handed her. She had barely eaten or slept, too busy to mess with me now, and I couldn't be happier about it.

After I got home, I spotted Jenna sitting right in Dad's study, digging through his papers. But we both knew Dad hated anyone messing around in there.

I just shook my head and returned to my room, but just as I was about to step inside, Dad's angry voice echoed down the hall.

"Who let you…