Edward
After eight hours of no luck, Jackson and I called it quits for the day. I'm not sure who was more excited about getting out of there, me or him. Our father's record room was no joke. We hardly made a dent in the first pile. This was going to take much longer than anticipated. We left feeling defeated, Jackson's hair was tousled from the number of times he ran his fingers through his hair. Mine probably looked the same.
"Same time tomorrow?" I half joked, but I was mostly serious.
"f**k you." Jackson snipped back, heading back to the elevator that led to his floor.
I waived goodby, Jackson flipped me off in return just as the elevator doors were closing. I looked at the clock, it was a quarter to five. I had just over an hour to get things ready for tonight. I started with my
