The death of a Journalist

Chapter 9 twin brother huh

He was at the abandoned swimming centre...

Ethan knocked the door .
No answer.
Oh yeah this is supposed to be a challenge sighed Ethan. He tried the window. Locked. He realised that the old man had said swimming pool. He checked the changing rooms from the back door. He climbed over the fence and yes he was in. Thoughts were running through Ethan's man he didn't know if he even trusted this old man. But who knows he could come in handy. Luckily enough Ethan walked through a corridor and there sitting on a arm chair was the old man. "You did well kid. " "I mean not many kids can do that skill."
"Thanks old man," Ethan breathed.
" Don't call me old man ," whispered the old man.
The old man cluched his face and ripped it off. Ethan could see behind a middle aged man so much better good looking then before.
"Call me daniel.." Shouted the man.
"But why.. Do you have a mask." Questioned Ethan.
" oh that would be obvious son, you see my name is Daniel jeder I am David jeder's twin brother. If they saw me like this I'd be put in prison for life. " cried Daniel.
"Oh..." Sighed Ethan.
"Look I know my brother killed your father. I'm really sorry. " said Daniel.
"Forget it ," sighed Ethan.
"Don't look me weird but would you like to join our squad we are losing population." Said Daniel.
"What squad." Stopped Ethan.
"The pepstone squad is our nickname and our headquarters is through the door here." Cried the old man.
"Look I'm not the child your looking for." Shouted Ethan.
"You are.." Cried Daniel.
With that Ethan left.