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TWENTY FIVE. in another life
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Being at the police station made McKenna feel sick. She eyed the buildings with a weak stomach and tense shoulders, knowing if she were to walk in now that Eudora wouldn't be there and it was the hardest thing for her to face. She couldn't even bring her name up around Diego, neither of them having the courage to talk about that night. She sat in the passenger seat messing with her hands.
"I know this Jenkins dude has to have a record. Just gotta get ahold of his file." Diego came up with as they sat there parked on the side of the walkway.
"And your plan is to do what? Waltz in there and just as for it?" Allison said skeptically from the backseat.
"I know this station like the back of my hand. He spent a lot of time inside."
"Yeah, locked in the cells." McKenna mumbled.
Diego threw her a sarcastic look. "Very funny. Okay, here's the plan—"
Five scooted up and leaned his head between the seats. "Plan? Kenna and I are just gonna blink in and get the file." He declared.
Before she said anything, Diego immediately denied the plan. "No, McKenna's staying the car."
McKenna gave him a look. "Excuse you."
"Look, you guys don't know the ins and outs of this place, okay?"
"Uhhh, I beg to differ. Consider all of the times I've bailed you out of here." She argued with him.
Allison tried not to laugh.
"You do realize I have invisibility, right!" McKenna mentioned. "I can literally just turn invisible and go get the file myself."
"That would take all the fun out of it." Diego continued to argue with her.
"We literally just did this yesterday," Five recalled, confusing his siblings. He pointed between himself and McKenna. "Our yesterday, not your yesterday."
