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Chapter 18: Assassination
~Tricia
"What's going on?" Mom yelled in hysterics.
"Mom I promise everything's going to be fine. Just follow me to my room." We made our way to my room, dodging all the bullets that came our way.
"Tricia what was that? Did you know anything about this?" Dad yelled angrily as we entered my room, so I quickly locked the door, ignoring what he said, and went to my study table.
"PATRICIA! HEY, I'M TALKING TO YOU! WHAT ON EARTH WAS THAT?" Dad asked me for the second time, but this time he was more unequivocal in his words, and I still ignored him. Mom was calming dad, despite the fact that fear was written all over her face.
When I pressed the small wooden button under my table, the floor in front of my bed split into two, revealing the spiral steel stair all the way down to my secret basement.
It was only large enough to pass through, and underneath it was nearly as wide as the entire house. All of my weapons are
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