Quick Kill

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Mr. Farm's POV
I went inside for a few minutes to have lunch. Walking outside onto the deck, expecting to see two crying little brats, I saw the tank empty and rushed towards the two fish holding a knife and gaping. How in the world did they get out? They were tangled in a net, sort of limp, and locked inside a big glass tank. I almost fell overboard, for I almost reached them. Ugh. I'm so clumsy. Cursing to myself, I looked around carefully, and then walked back inside and took a nap.

Bridget's POV
We explained our plan in the tank; Libby would jump off the boat, and I'd pretend to jump off the boat, but I'd really sprint inside. Then I would kill him. Harsh, but it had to be done. I mean, it's better to have his death than our death and other people's deaths. Changing the subject now... Meanwhile, Libby was cutting the chains connected to the motor's anchor with a pocket-sized knife my dad have to me when I was a child. After that we would swim away. I put the plan in action. Running as fast as I could, I made it inside. Mr. Farm was lying on a fancy Queen bed that was leaning against rough, dark blue walls. How did he get a giant bed onto a boat? Huh. I took a knife I stole from Mr. Farm's boat and, closing my eyes, I stabbed him. I cringed and then I ran and dived off the boat.

Swimming home, I noticed Willy was gone. There was a note.

Dear Libby and Bridget, your dolphin was a pest. So we locked him in our bathtub in the castle's bathroom. Good luck finding us.

-D 😈

"What does this mean?" Libby said.
"It means someone wants us. I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight," I muttered, almost asleep.
"Night."

A/N
Short, ik sorry but I'm trying. The next chapter may be really exciting; I'll try to make it exciting. Pls tell other Wattpaders to read this, and comment.
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