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Chapter 3 Dominic. (I have an idea)

It has been a few weeks since Jackson and I had seen that girl at our bosses funeral, and since we had found all the notes she left. Over these few weeks there haven't been many, just some we've found on the car windshield if we are out somewhere. But ever since the funeral I can't seem to shake off this feeling I'm being watched. So since then I've been staying with Jackson. I had him pick me up and I've been staying there the past few weeks. Almost everywhere I go whether it's to the grocery store, or to work I see a black car, which normally wouldn't be weird considering where I live. But every time the car has the same license plate and everything. I don't know who or what is following me. All I know is that I will find out.

"Dom? Dominic? DOMINIC DON'T YOU DARE MAKE ME CALL YOU BY YOUR MIDDLE NAME!" Jackson yells and I snap right out of it and all of a sudden remember we were at a restaurant getting ready to order. "Okay relax, what do you want?" I ask, "Remember how you told me that there's a car always following you?" Me being confused, I just replied "Yeah?" "And how it follows you everywhere?" Jackson says. "Mmh." "And how is it the exact same car with the same license plate?" "Oh my god Jackson yes I remember what does that have to do with anything right now?!" I hissed at him. "Well you said they followed you everywhere, so why don't we take them to our bosses old cabin, they would most likely follow inside then we could tie them up and find out who it is!" Jackson almost seemed proud of what he had just said. "Are you saying we let them follow us inside and then kidnap them?" I ask even though I already know the answer to the question I had just asked. "Kidnapping is a strong word... we would just be taking them away forcefully!" Jackson smiled, and I asked him "You're an idiot you know that right?" Yeah but you love me!" He exclaims. "I'm starting to second guess that now.." I say chuckling, and Jackson reaches over the table and punches me in the arm but he stops mid swing, because the waitress was standing there with her notepad ready to take our order.

He clears his throat, "Sorry..." He says to the waitress "Well don't let me stop you," she says in her country accent, "Anyways I'm Michelle I'll be your server today, what can I get you guys to drink?" "I'll just take a Coke." I tell her "I'll have the same" Jackson adds, "Okay I'll be right back to take your order." Few minutes go by of just Jackson and I talking when she comes back with our drinks and takes our order. Waiting for our food there wasn't too much to do but talk, even though we have been living in the same house, we hadn't been talking much. Mainly due to the fact that since we have been working so much. As his cover job Jackson is a mechanic, and since the weather is getting much colder now everyone is switching to their winter tires so there has been a line out the door. I too have been a bit busy, now my cover job is something more simple. I'm just a graphic designer. Although my boss has been a pain in the ass these past few days because I didn't do the work the way he wanted to do it.

The food came quite fast considering the place was a bit busy for lunch. "I have an idea," I say, "Why don't I just text her and give her the address to the cabin?" "Her?" Jackson asks, "What do you mean by her?" "The girl from Mr Harts funeral." "That would be an amazing idea if you weren't such a fucking idiot." Jackson yells at me. "How am I an idiot?" "You're over there talking about how we are going to kidnap her or some shit." "Because you don't have her number."

What Jackson didn't know is that I had gotten a DM from an unknown instagram account a few days prior, the account had just looked like a spam account, but the account was followed by 8 different people. I went to one of the accounts that was following the unknown person, looked at a few photos and there I saw it. The girl who we saw at the funeral, I also saw that she was tagged. So I found her instagram account. I could have easily DMed her and talked to her.

"Holy shit you do have it, how?" "Okay to make a long story short I have her instagram and I can DM her. "Okay so text her and we will wait for her." He tells me, "What if she doesn't go?" I ask, "If she doesn't I can always track her location so we can go to her." he says. "Why don't we just do that now?" "Because we don't know if she's alone or not, what if she doesn't come alone?" I ask. "Did you forget what's in the hallway closet in the cabin?" He looks at me with a raised eyebrow. "No." "Exactly, now text her, hurry up!" Jackson says. "Fine." I open my phone, go to the account I found and send her a DM, now let's see if she actually comes.

Jackson and I are talking about a plan and what we are going to do once she gets there. When he stops mid sentence and holds his stomach, "Dom, I think I ate too much.." "I can tell, take the rest to go, we have almost a 2 hour drive ahead of us if we want to get to the cabin." "Okay." He says, we call the waitress over and she gives us the bill, Jackson paid for it and we left. Jackson told me on the way out he gave her an extra $40 dollar tip and his number, so we will see how that goes... 

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Heyy! So how are you guys liking the story so far?

This one wasn't as long, but hopefully I'll get better and add more details to the next couple chapters.