Chapter 2

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TW: cursing and explosions 

Clay was put in an interrogation room at the station The man investigating him was a man of the name Johnathan Shorts.However everyone called him Jshitts. Mainly because no one in the whole city liked him. However he got his job done, so he got to stay for now. 

"What was your relationship to this man before Mr. Jacobs was taken" Jshite said in such a monotone voice George almost fell asleep. 

"Just friends" 

" Did he hold any grudges, money against Karl? Jealousies? Or maybe something else Like a lover?" 

George was sweating profusely. John Short's pear at his soul. 

"I think they both fell in love with a girl named Georgia" 

Stupid pants looked at him like he was telling a stupid joke like Carlos and his dumb murder game project that you can't even play AT LEAST MAKE IT IN UNITY! ....... Jshite decided he was done talking to the man who made up the name Georgia to hide his love from Karl and Clay. Jshitt walked into the interrogation room. Clay was sitting on the table showing his back to the inch windy ram that had to talk to him, Jonathon spoke thus 

"Mr. Dream would you kindly turn around" 

Clay still had his back turned to him "What do you consider love? It is just a bright feeling in your body to supplement the host family you spend for most of your adolescence or a feeling of gratitude you feel for the only person that has the tiniest signal of joy when they are around you?" Clay turned around looking at the detective. Clay's eyes trooped in sorrow.

 "Listen I, my associate, and your little lover-boy all want to know where in the world is Karl Jacobs? Do you really know where he is or are you prolonging his suffering so you can

romance mushroom boy over there ''''Mr. Shorts' ' Clay put up a simple smile "I loved Karl as much as anyone who has met him. I just wanted him to experience some suffering for once in his short petit life. I think you know the answer to that question surely George told you about the phone" Jshitts looked at the two way mirror at where Mushroom boy was sitting. Jonathan walked back to where George was sitting. 

" I know about the phone, Dream. I get it. I've heard this story so many times before. Murders, Arson, and Kidnapping. What's the saddest part about them is that they're in prison for such a long time that their love is far gone they've moved on never to see them again." 

Clay looked at the detective. He snickered "I really doubt that Detective Shorts."

 Shorts left the room and another officer went in. He went to George and asked him "George what's on the phone" 

"I think it was an IP address It was on his twitter accounts of thousands of followers." 

Jshitt sighed "Well I really don't know what to say about thi-" 

Suddenly, a big boom came from the interrogation room. People started yelling. Jshorts rushed into the scene. Clay was grabbing onto a car inside a small alleyway. Jshits starts shooting his gun at the car. Clay starts shooting at Jshitte. Jshitte hid under the table in the room. Clay drove off.

 "God damn it shorts". 

The Captain of the station, Shaquille O'Neil came into the room. "Why do you blame me, I saw Officer Quackston go in there last. I at least shot at him so he wouldn't go away

''''But he did '' George came into the room while the Shaq and the Detective were arguing, he started to walk outside to the alley way. He noticed a green sticky note on a trash can. He pulled it off and turned it around and it read '' 22nd avenue, queen street. Hopefully, we can try this again. :)


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