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Chapter LXV: Hunter

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''Mrs. Nixon, Mrs. Nixon!'' I literally break into her office.

''Hunter Collins, you're supposed to be in your room aren't you?''

''Yes but...''

''Hunter leave!''

''You can get me grounded for the rest of my life, but right now I need to tell you something.'' I jabber.

''Hunter, I'm losing my patience.''

''It's Mr. Norman.'' I say and throw the photos and the mask on her desk. ''It's Mr. Norman. He killed my parents.'' I say as my heart is about to jump out of my chest.

''Hunter. I will be very mad at you if you don't stop this nonsense.'' She says with an angry look and wipes all the stuff away that I threw in front of her.

''Mrs. Nixon, I'm telling the truth. Just look at them.'' I show the photo into her face.

''Hunter, please. I don't have time for this.''

Fuck! Why is this woman so stubborn??

''Just look at the freaking photo for God's sake!'' I'm screaming the words.

Now she angrily rips the photo out of my hands.

The look on her face turns into surprised immediately.

''I told you. Even if it's not enough for you, I'm telling you the truth. His real name is Michael Flynn. He was raised here at Nixon's and he has blue contacts. The whole person is fake.'' I explain, but she doesn't really seem to be listening to me right now.

She checks all the photos, and when she sees the black mask she drops it and covers her mouth with her hands.

''Where? Where did you find these Hunter?'' She asks still thoroughly shocked.

''In Clay Burton's house.''

''Where did you find out about Clay Burton?'' She asks with a questioning look.

''Doesn't matter. What matters is that I need to find Mr. Norman. Where is he? I didn't see him when I arrived.'' I jabber.

''He had just left a few minutes before you broke into my office. He's moving to his family for a while. ''

''Holy shit! He's running away.'' I whisper.

I need to stop him. He won't get away this time. He won't.

''Say what?''

''I need Mr. Norman's address.''

''Hunter, I can't just give out information for you about my employees.''

Are you serious? You just found out that your employee is a murderer and you won't give out information?!

What the fuck?!

Whatever. If she won't do what I ask her to, then I'll have to take it by force. I know where she has all the info anyway.

Her computer.

I pull Mrs. Nixon away from her computer by her chair. She screams as she almost falls off.

''Hunter Collins! Get away from there!'' She yells at me and tries to get me off of the way.

Relax. It's just a second...

I quickly search for Mr. Norman's name while fighting with Mrs. Nixon.

Got it!

'Fray Drive 365, 2nd floor.'

I hurry out of Mrs. Nixon's office.

''Hunter Collins, get back here! Right now!'' I hear her yell after me, but I ignore her.

''Do you know when Mr. Norman left? I ask a random person who I bump into.

''About 10 minutes.''

''Fuck!'' I rage and run out of the building.

I jump into the first cab that I see.

''Fray Drive 365. Hurry!'' I say to the driver.

I quickly get my phone and call 911.

''911 What's the emergency?''

''My name is Hunter Collins. I'd like to report a crime. I know who killed my parents 8 years ago. It's Mr. Norman from Nixon's foster home.'' I jabber into the phone.

I look to my left and see that the taxi driver is looking at me surprised.

''Alright son. I need some further information about this. Where are you right now?''

''I don't have time for this officer. I need to take care of this. Just go to the foster home. Mrs. Nixon will tell everything.'' I say out of breath.

''What? Son, don't you dare going...''

I cut the line.

''Can't we go a little bit faster?! I'm in a very big hurry.''

''Traffic hour.'' The taxi driver says and shakes his shoulders.

''Fuck. I don't have time for the traffic.''

I jump out of the car even though we haven't entirely stopped yet. I shut the door and run where my legs bring me to.

I can hear the taxi driver yelling that I didn't pay.

I swear to God I'll give my whole salary. But right now, I can't waste even a second.

I run as fast as I can. And I have no idea for how long I can hold on. But adrenalin kicked in, and right now I feel like I'm invincible.

I almost even get hit by a car. But right now, the only thing that I can see in front of me, is catching that motherfucker, and ending this.