Under The Wolf Moon

Chapter thirty-one

I looked at the sign above the door. Cooley's Bakery Shop.

The door ringed as I opened the door and stepped inside the new bakery shop. Apparently, the parents of the new student own it. I took a deep breath as I smelled the freshness of the bread and cakes and all the other good food. My brother stood next to me as we looked through the window of the counter.

"Do you think Dad will be mad at us if we take one of everything?" My brother whispered.

I gave him a flat look, "Dude, you're going to gain two hundred pounds if you do that. And yes, he'll be mad."

"Aw, c'mon Van, it's food! Food is important and food is good. Liam needs food for his tummy." I smiled and shook my head at him.

"How old are you?" I joked.

I watched as a young male stood behind the counter, wearing an apron. Matthew Cooley. The new guy at our school. I'm surprised he's in Senior year, he looks older than his age. He has a sharp jawline ( but not as sharp as Ian Somerhalder), light brown hair, and blue eyes. That boy can't be eighteen, he has to be in his mid-twenties...unless he failed once or twice.

I walked over the counter and he smiled as I approached, "Hi, how can I help you?" I glanced at his nametag and saw that it said 'Matthew'.

"Uh, can I get one breadstick and..." I drawled, looking at the muffins. I feel nice today, I think I'll bring a muffin home for my dad. "the box of chocolate muffins, please?"

"And a box of blueberry muffins and chocolate croissant." My brother added. I shot him a look but he gave me an innocent look and shrugged.

I've been thinking about this. Logan talked about someone hiding something from me. He told me that the phone call between my dad and Kyle has been about that which means it could be my dad or Kyle. Could it be? What if it's both? I need more proofs and there was only one way to do it. Looking through my dad's office in the basement. Well, it used to be mom's office. I still could go through her diary but I'm so scared. I mean that diary was part of her life, a big part of her life.

"Sure," Matthew said. He walked to his left and took the breadstick and placed it in a paper bag then walked back towards me and handed me the bag. I took it and watched him as he grabbed the box of muffins and handed it to me. "It'll be 24,05 dollars."

I paid with my debit and turned my head as I saw Agent Walter sitting at one of the tables, reading the newspaper. He looked up and waved at me and my brother and we both waved back.

As my brother and I left the store, I heard Agent Walter say; "Vanessa, come by my office anytime tomorrow morning. I have a few pictures of a few suspects that I would like to show you that match the description of your kidnapper."

I turned around, "Alright, see you later."

My brother wrapped an arm around my shoulder as we walked out. "So is everything still okay?"

I nodded, "yeah."

"How..." he trailed off. "How do you feel about the whole thing?"

"Uneasy, I guess. I mean someone is after me."

My brother didn't respond but after a while, he said, "Well, if you ever need anything, you know I'm there for you, right? You're my little sis and I don't want you to get hurt. 'Cause if you do, that person is going to regret it."

I smiled, "Thanks, Liam."

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(Third person point of view:)