He answered the phone in a sweet voice. He was a good lier and he knew that. He used that against people to get what he wanted. He was good at black mailing. He knew how to get in peoples heads. "Yes, Finley is out of town and i have her phone for the weekend. Uh-huh I'll tell her when she comes back. Ok goodbye." I made sure i didn't move cause I knew I was dying slowly and painfully. "Didn't I tell you not to move." he said as he stepped towards me and grabbong the knife again. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed as i tryed to get up but couldn't move but barely. "You know why i came here?" he asked. I shook my head no and he said "so I could kill you like your mother, Finley."
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One Last Call
RandomTry finding out your own father killed your mother when you were 12...and now he's after you
