MasukKADE“Ten minutes left, kid,” the cop said from where he was seated and began humming a familiar tune.“Can I make copies of some of these? Ten minutes is not enough time to read through all of them.”“Do you promise to burn them after you write your damn essay?” he asked, and I nodded enthusiastically.I had given him the impression that I was some kid eager to impress their teacher and get good grades, and I intended to fully play into it till I left. “There’s a photocopier to your right,” he added, and I turned around.True to his words, there was an old but functional copier sitting against the wall. I hit the buttons and began making copies of all the information I needed. While I had originally started looking through the celebratory events in the town to see if I could find some similarities, my focus was really on the deaths that occurred.If they matched my theory, then that was a lead. I could use it to figure out who these assassins were. I had to take out time to study the
COLE“You told the doctor that Marcus committed suicide, and I got hit trying to stop him,” I said as the guard who witnessed the exchange stepped into the room.“Yes. I wanted you to be the one who decides if the true story gets out to the press or not,” he replied, and I nodded.“Smart move,” I said and slowly sat up. “What did you do with the bullet and his gun?”“I swapped the guns, took his, so the bullet found in him would match mine if the police decided to do an in-depth investigation, and switched the bullet in your arm just in time for the doctor to take it out.”“Thank you,” I replied and sighed in relief. I had unwillingly become unconscious, but thankfully, he had put his years of training to good use and made the order of events align.“No need to thank me, sir. I’m just doing my job. I promised your father I’d protect you, and I’m dedicated to ensuring that promise is kept.”“The bullet you took out of my arm—have you discarded it already?”“No, it’s back at the house,
COLEI felt rage course through my body at the mention of Lorretta. I had been sitting with the journal, feeling myself consumed by rage and guilt and planning the best way forward when he stomped in.“Did you know?” I asked, and he stared at me in confusion.“Know what?”“That she wasn’t my mother,” I answered, and he had a blank expression for a moment, then his eyes widened in shock.“What are you talking about?! What do you mean she’s not your mother?”“Lorretta is not my mother. She had my real mother antagonized for a crime she didn’t commit. This entire time, she’s been lying to me, and something tells me you’re in on it.”He shoved his hand into his pocket and brought out a gun. He pointed it at my head and smiled. “I’ve never liked you,” he said, and I arched an eyebrow.“You need to put the gun down,” I replied, and he shook his head.“You need to shut up. At first, I thought it was just because we were different people. You know, siblings don’t have to like the same things
COLEHearing her say these words filled me with mixed reactions. I couldn’t believe that my father told her something like that. Thinking about it was ludicrous, to say the least.“Why should I believe the contents of this journal? Anyone could’ve written in the journal,” I protested, and she shrugged.“I’m certain you’ll recognize your father’s writing when you see it, and when you read the content, you’ll realize neither me nor him have any reason to lie about something like this. The journal is in the study. It’s hidden behind the second picture on the right. Once you move the picture, you’ll see a small opening. Push the nail and it will open up.”“You’re saying that journal has been sitting in my house this entire time and you’re the only one who knew?”“Yes. I didn’t dare tell you about it for obvious reasons, but now I hope what you find in there helps shed light on a lot of things for you.”With that, she turned to the babies, who were sleeping, and smiled, then closed her eye
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ArleneI had seen way too much to be drawn in by the recent façade. He might not have anything to do with Sarah’s actions, but I would be a complete ignoramus if I let one hospital trip clear the tab of everything he had done.He didn’t have to like me to treat me with human decency, but my experience while living with him would always be a reminder that he considered me beneath him.The image of him I had in my mind was hard to reconcile with this person who stood in front of me, desperately trying to whitewash himself.Perhaps he was after something much more sinister, and only time could reveal that, but right now, I wanted this conversation over and done with so I could have some time alone until the people I wanted to share this experience with came around.“You don’t want to be here when Liam gets here,” I said after a short silence.“Yeah, our exchange at the auction was proof that he can’t stand my guts, so—”“No, it’s proof that both of you have egos that are bigger than the s







