Chapter 12

Joe Bandit P.O.V

“What is that you have in your hand son?” asked my father, even though he could clearly see it was an envelope with photos.

“Dad,” I replied in a panicked tone.

I quickly stuffed the photos back into the envelope. My father walked quickly towards me and snatched it out of my hands. He opened it and his eyes went wide when he saw the pictures. He ripped the whole envelope filled with the creepy photos and threw them against the wall. He looked at the photos as they fall to the ground with an angry expression. He then fiercely turns to me and stepped forward my way.

“Where did you get this son!?” he pointed to the ripped photos on the ground “Where did you get the envelopes with the photos in it!?” asked my father, as he put both his hands on my shoul