chapter 61

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The next day Trekker was feeling better. He had talked to him friends at the station on his phone and Tyke was coming to pick him up for the press conference, they had at two. He was wearing his custom made suit, one that Trey forced him to have just like his other formal clothes.

He hated formal wear, the only reason he owned suits was because Trey forced them on him. What kind of man doesn't own formal wear he said.Trekker had wanted to say his kind but knew better so he let Trey buy him suits whenever he bought his.

Guess they came in handy now.Trey had told the Olseno's about Trekkers plan and he was glad they were on board with it, the only thing left was for the media to buy it.Trekker sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror.

Nervous Trey asked leaning against the doorway.

Do I have to go, making a TikTok video sounds better, all those cameras on me Trekker said.

TikTok's are not for such a huge matter Trey said.

Yeah well why can't people mind their own business and let families be Trekker said.

I'm glad you accepted them as your family, it's doing wonders to your health Trey said.

Well if only it could get Uncle Lucas to speak to me, he didn't even tell me grandma and Aunt Theo went back to Italy Trekker said.

He's just mad, he'll come around don't worry Trey said.

Yeah, aunt Teresa must still be trying  to talk him into forgiving me Trekker said.

Yeah, I still have a case to get to and I'm sure the media will believe your lies Trey said.

You are an ass, how's the case going Trekker asked.

So far we know the killer but we can't find him. We know his killing pattern but it's like he's invisible Trey said.

I'm sure you'll find him, Trekker said.

Yeah, I'm going back to work Trey said.

See you Trekker said.After Trey left, Trekker went to the kitchen,he searched around for bonbons but found their container empty with two sticky notes.He read them.

Sweets are not good for your heart doctor's orders, it was his uncle's hand writing.

You must have a death wish, if you even try to look for anything sweet I'm going to poke your wound, you better behave, the note was in Trey's handwriting.

He gave up, he sat on the chair next to the kitchen counter and ate his lunch.As he finished eating a knock sounded at the door, he went and opened it. It was Gavin and Tyke.

Do you two ever go anywhere without each other Trekker asked.

Not really, you ready Gavin asked.

Can't I dip, Trekker asked.

No little brother, let's go Tyke said.Trekker grabbed his wallet, phone and locked the apartment.They left.

They arrived at a large, elegantly decorated room filled with reporters, flashing cameras, and a podium set up at the front.

They join the rest of the family. George Olseno, the patriarch of the Olseno family, stood confidently behind the podium, flanked by his wife Mariah, their sons—Gavin, Tyke, James, Brian, and Keith—and Trekker, the youngest . The atmosphere is tense but controlled, as the family prepares to address the swirling rumors and speculations that have captured the media’s attention.

Thank you all for being here today. My family and I have decided to address the ongoing rumors and speculations regarding the circumstances of Trekker's birth and his place in our family. This is a matter that affects not just us but also those we care about deeply, and we believe it’s time to set the record straight George said.

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