Chapter 23-Help

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I bravely texted my friends in the friend group about this. My reply was a shocked fry, a helpful kind text followed by a comforting quote and a website image with tiny words and a massive colorful title saying 'Depression and Anxiety Healing'. Or, Michael, Cleda then Hunter in nerd mode. I shut off my phone and hid behind a pillar in the moonlight. I was aiming for Lily because she seemed younger in the image than 16, so I thought she would be an easy target. I was wearing black ripped jeans with a glittery green belt, black platform heels/shoes and a matching green top. I hid my gun in my brown leather jacket pocket then casually approached the bus stop. There she was (following description based on real people), wearing a grey dress with a slit on the side that was tied up an a deep neck, a plain white chain choker and sandals with a thick brick-shape on the bottom of it. She had her hair tied up in a light-brown pony-tail with a colorful beaded hairband and she had a red Michael Kors handbag. She paced up and down in front of the area, while sipping on her nearly finished coffee. Then she looked at me. I shuffled and looked away,as I didn't want to look suspicious. Then the bus approached us and I got up with-luckily-my few coins. She stepped in the bus and then rummaged through her tiny purse to shove a few coins in the pocket then she climbed upstairs, then I did the same and followed. The bus jolted and drove on. I checked my phone-11:46 pm. I really didn't want to do this, but it was my job, and I got paid for this. She sat on the front row, so I sat next to her.

1 hour later

She was in a club, with bright lights shining from the inside and barely reaching the outside. I took a deep breath and went inside. Music blasted from all corners of the room, people sitting by the bar having a chat or being crammed on the big dance floor. Lily was there, by herself, drinking a coke. she then left to go to the toilets and I immediately followed her. This was my first day, so I needed backup, but I just acted casual.

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