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-Elijah Harper-

It's been a week since Evelyn and I started talking again, we mostly just text since she wants time still.

Usually I check on her every so often to make sure she's okay, right now she said she had something to do.

I still needed answers on Devon and Marcus, no one is giving me answers on them, and none of them seem to give a fuck about it.

Evelyn didn't have work till six so I at least had time to find answers considering that it's only two in the afternoon

I drive back to where they work at and see if I can get answers for once, I don't know what the fuck I'll do I don't get answers.

I park the car and walk in, so far no one is in their offices so I'm taking that as an opportunity to look around.

Right now I'm in Alastair's office and I'm trying to get in his computer to see if it has anything useful.

After a million passwords I finally got in, most folders aren't what I'm looking for and their all in Italian.

I doubt I'll have the time to translate any of this considering how someone always walks in when I'm here.

So I close out everything I opened and locked the computer.

I grab my stuff and walk out but I hear someone talking making me roll my eyes "who are you." They say

I quicken my steps and make sure to get out as quick as I can and open my car door and get in.

"Wanna tell me why you were in my office." A voice says making me jump, for fucks sake I can't catch a break with this family.

"Finding answers, now get out." I grit, Alastair hums before taking his gun out and pointing it towards me "you need to stop looking for whatever your looking for." He says.

"Because i can promise you the outcome of it won't be good." He says opening the door and getting out "Stop. Looking." He says slamming the car door.

I debate on what I should do, part of me debates on going back to the place for answers and the other part tells me not to.

My body speaks for myself as I drive to that place, somehow I still remember how the fuck to get there.

I park the car and get out and stare at the abandoned building I particularly grew up in.

I wanted this place to burn to the ground so no one had to step foot in this place.

I take my gun out of my waistband and turn the safety off and the silencer on before pulling the trigger.

The locks fall the the ground and I open the door, I walk in and everything is still here.

Dried blood on the walls was one of the first things I saw when walking in.

I hesitantly walk towards the basement and open the door, to see nothing but a messy bed and blood.

On the bed and on the floor in two different spots, by the bed and not far from the fridge.

I'm already regretting being here as the air feels tight, my head snaps to the door when I hear something, I hear voices.

"dobbiamo bruciarlo?" Someone asks getting closer to the room. (Should we burn it?)

The next thing I know I'm met with Claire and Cesare, the both eye my skeptical more so Claire does.

"What are you doing here." She ask exhaling the smoke from her cigarette "I could ask you the same." I say crossing my arms.

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