I promise. Phan au

Chapter 8

Alright so this chapter was a bitch to write because first time around I deleted the whole freaking story on my notes, then once I finished rewriting this chapter I accidentally deleted it again, it was like 2am when I deleted it and I was literally crying. So y'all better like    this.

(This chapter isn't checked it so there gunna be a lot of mistakes but it should still make sense so who cares right. It was 1am when I finished this and I was stressing out because I couldn't spell 'entry' even with spell check!)

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The rest of our commute was short and uneventful, Agent Marrier was with us for the duration and filled every silence that we were faced with; I was relieved but I also needed to talk to Phil.

The taxi ride from the station didn't last long before we arrived at our home for the rest of the mission. This house was ginormous and the exterior was breathtaking. The walls were made of shiny, flat stone with dozens of ivy vines climbing up it dodging the sweet little blue windows in the process. They had acres of land around the front - probably double that amount around the back. They had 2 cars (and Aston Marin db9 and a Farrari 458) on top of a beautiful cobbled drive. It was perfect, with no faults.

Agent Marrier knocked three times on the old, rustic door and we waited in an apprehensive silence for someone to open it.

"Hello, Harry! Dan and Phil I presume" I cheery brunet answered. Her hair was in cute ringlets that flowed over the shoulders of her pretty, yellow dress. 

"Evening Hailey" Agent Marrier greeted.

She beckoned us in to the kitchen where we were met with a very tall gentleman who had green eyes, dirty blond hair and a jet black Westwood suit on.

"Harry" he greeted with a nod which Agent Marrier copied.

"Martin, lovely to see you again. This is Dan and Phil they will be investigating mission 2387 at an underaged level" he informed.

They both nodded and Hiley smiles brightly. "Well we'd best get you unpacked, you've got a big day tomorrow!" She sounded like a mum who's son was actually starting school tomorrow, not just pretending to.

Hailey, Phil and I left Agent Marrier and Martin in the kitchen to talk about serious business to go and see our new rooms. Mine was a big room with a large closet, a desk in the corner and a king sized bed in the middle; Phil's was just the same but his bed was by the wall with a small sofa to the side.

"Alright boys, Marin and I have to go out for a dinner party with a murderer, we'll be out until gone 2, wish us luck" she joked as she glided out the room. I we heard the front door shut and bolt itself and the three voices disappeared, Phil immediately left my room muttering a meaningless 'bye' on his way out.

I unpacked my few items and crashed down on my bed to rest, music playing gently into my ears. I was like that for an hour or so before the songs were replaced by the angry rumbling of my belly, eager to eat something.

I obey my stomach's demand and went to explore the kitchen for any signed of food, I searched all the cupboards - with no luck - before moving on to the fridge. I opened the clean, white door only to be greeted by a small, yellow post it note with the simple sentence of "money's on table, order takeaway" written on it in a pink gel pen with a flower doodle in each corner.