chapter thirty-one
pizzaY/N POV
"This is our chance to reason with him, y'know? We can get solid evidence, bro..!" Techno whispers to me as we sit down in a booth. This whole place was empty, I mean, the pizza place was closing in an hour, it makes sense.
"Yeah," I nervously nod. I still hadn't told him about the new things I've found out. He'd totally arrest Schlatt. "Yeah, okay-- but first, what should we do about The Dungeon Master shit?" I take the number out of my pocket and pass it to Techno.
"So, what I'm thinkin' is we all call the number together in a few minutes. Those two are (or at least were) friends with Charlie. And they could really help us out on findin' Alex before we interrogate them" Techno explains his plan to me. Once again, I nod, agreeing with the plan.
Phil, Ted, and Schlatt walk over to us. Ted slides a tray with the pizza onto the table. Phil and Techno both glance at each other. "Ah, Techno.. and, and Ted. Could you help me get the drinks?" Phil asks the two of them. Schlatt suspiously stares at Phil as he slides into the booth seat across from me.
"Sure," Techno stands. Ted nods and the three of them walk off.
I'm quiet, not sure how to start the conversation. I mean, I've been ignoring him. I really just didn't know what to do after I found out who he really was. Something soft brushes against my hand, I turn my head and see a wilting flower, Schlatt's hand extended towards me, offering the dead thing. I then glance to my right, seeing a vase of random flowers on the counter. "What's this for?" I ask, taking the flower from Schlatt.
"Uh, sorry" He blurts out.
"For what?" I lean back in my seat and look at him with furrowed brows. I twist the stem between my fingers, a petal falls from the flower.
"Oh, so you aren't mad" Schlatt sighs with relief. I'm even more confused, and I think he notices. "I thought you were mad"
"Why?"
"Uhh, because you've totally been ignoring me for like, a while-- I dunno!" Schlatt rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. "You wanna explain to me why you've been ignoring my texts? My calls?"
I bite down on my tongue, keeping my eyes on the flower in my hands. "I.." I'm hesitant to admit what I know. But I feel like if I tell him I know his secret, he'll feel much more relaxed around me. Or he'll just shoot me. "I kinda.. found out you worked for a gang-- Chuckle Sandwich?" I shrug, he tenses up and I get a little nervous. Oh god, he's totally gonna shoot me.
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