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I drive up the winding driveway that leads to the mansion hidden in the woods, they will have to find it soon. I park the car right in front of the huge double doors and jump out of the car without shutting the door behind me. This will only be a quick visit. I walk up the steps and knock three times on the door, and then wait.
The blonde haired lady opens the door, fear in her eyes. "What are you doing here, he's gonna be a home soon," she says.
"I know I'm cutting it close but they are going to find this place soon, and you need to be ready." I pull out an envelope from my jacket and hand it to her. "Hide this, James can never see this."
She nods and shuts to door, I run back to my car and high tail it out of there. They are getting closer everyday.
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Erin's POV
Trey hangs up the phone and runs out to his truck, I motion Quinn to follow me, and we jump in the Range Rover with Ebhann. I follow Trey through the winding streets of Boston until we reach our destination. I pull up to an old warehouse,one that not even the police would think to search.
I tell Quinn to stay in the car and Ebhann and I jump out. We flank Trey on his left and right side and walk up to the man waiting for us. "Sir sorry for that call," he says.
"What happened?" Trey asks.
"Well when we called you we didn't look over the situation all the way..." he trail off.
Trey sighs in annoyance, "well I'm here so what?"
"Someone was murdered, one of our men," he says.
"Who did it?" Trey asks.
"You won't believe us sir," he nearly whispers. Trey is very annoyed at this point.
"Just tell me who fucking did it!" He yells at the boy.
"Nicka, your sister sir." We all visibly stiffen.
I hear Quinn come out of the car, "get in there Quinn!" I scold.
Instead of listening he runs into the building, we all quickly follow.
The inside of the warehouse is a bloody mess. And in the middle a mangled body. Quinn's frozen in place, I put my hand on his shoulder but here pushes it off.
"How do you know she did it?" Quinn asks.
"This switch blade was left, we tested it," he says.
"That's Nickas," Ebhann says amazed. She always kept that in her shoe just in case she always said.
"There was a note left with it," he says, and handed it to Quinn.
It was covered with blood but the boy opened it anyways.
The blades for Quinn
3129 West
- Nicka
Quinn took the blade from the man, "my mom held this," he whispers. I smile a little, at least she's still looking out for him.
"Again with the 3129 West," says with frustration. "What could it mean?"
"Why was he murdered?" Ebhann asks.
"He was stealing from us," the man says.
"Erin, take Quinn to his friends house I will deal with this," he says.
Ebhann, Quinn, and I walk to the Range Rover start making our way towards his friends house.
Ebhann turns herself around in her seat and looks at Quinn, "don't cut yourself kid."
I stifle a laugh, "cut it out Ebhann," he says with a grunt.
After a while I pull onto a heavily wooded street, "Why does your friend live so far out of town?" Ebhann asks Quinn.
"I think his dad is paranoid or something," he says while looking out the window.
All the houses on the street couldn't be seen from the road, all that you could see is gates and mail boxes.
"3129," I hear Quinn whisper to himself.
"What street are we on Erin?" He asks.
"West street..." I quickly stop the car and start backing up to the last gate we past.
"3129 West," Quinn reads.
