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Twenty Eight

Olivia Keller

I could feel detective Arnold's eyes on me. I hope he was uncomfortable already. His presence here already spelt doom. I didn't understand why mum would want us to have dinner with this man, her fu*king boss. Or maybe I was just pretending not to understand.

A part of me knew why detective Arnold was here. I watched my mum serve his food and how he smiled at her. That would have looked cute but to me it was annoying. My mum and detective Arnold makes me want to puke.

The only odd thing in this house right now was Detective Arnold.

"Liv baby," my mum called out.

"Olivia," I corrected, rolling my eyes.

"Don't call me that, only my father has the right to call me that." I added.

I watched her eyes widened in shock and

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