Chapter 8: Operation: Save the Dinner Date!

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Jack and Morgan decide to have dinner together at the Olive Garden since apparently they barely spend time together.

Did Morgan really have to say yes right when there is a killer murdering our guys?

That's how dumb she is. So that's why we decided to go on the date with her.

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We're gonna hide in various locations near their table so that they're protected. If the killer comes out, we'll protect them

The breadsticks came and I really wasted to grab one. Audrey and I were hiding under the table next to theirs. Cherry was pretending to be a waitress (Marissa tied up the original waitress). Marissa is at the restroom doors. Bea Bianca is pretending to be waiting for a date at her table (just two tables away).

I reached my hand for a breadstick, but Audrey slapped it out of the way.

"So we can't eat during this mission?" I complained.

"We're here to protect them, not eat their food!" Damn Audrey.

"I'm hungry, bitch!"

Marissa quickly came under the table and gave me a bowl of breadsticks, even with two types of sauces and spreads.

True best friend.

With my mouth stuffed with breadsticks, Travis starts calling me.

"Not now, boy!" I whispered.

Now Audrey started teasing.
"Ooh, aren't you gonna answer your boyfriend?"💋💋💋

"I will smack that breadstick out of your mouth if you tease me again." I warned. She was eating breadsticks too. You can't resist the taste.

I couldn't answer Travis because this was a mission, but then I thought of something.

What If Travis is calling me because the killer is there?!

Wait, that's impossible. The killer would have taken his phone away by now. Unless, this killer is dumb and let him keep his phone. Nah, he would be dead by now. Travis is fine.

I wonder if Marissa's boyfriend wonders where she is all the time. I mean, she spends half of her day at work and the rest with us. Do they even see each other? Marissa and her boyfriend "whose name shall not be mentioned" have an odd relationship, and I'm surprised it's working out.

I listened to what Jack and Morgan were talking about.

"I'll be back. Gotta take a waz." He said.

Oh jeez. He's gonna use the restroom. Hopefully he doesn't get killed in there.

As he got up, Marissa made sure he'd be safe.

"If you see anything, just scream. I'll go in there." She said as she showed her badge.

"Thanks." He said as he walked in.

I quickly got out of the table and sat in Jack's seat eating his "Olive Garden pizza".

"he was gonna take those as leftovers." Morgan said.

"Either way, I'm gonna eat it."

5 minutes have passed and Jack hasn't come out yet. Damn. He's probably doing more than a waz.

I tried calling his cell, but it wouldn't answer.

"Well, who would answer the phone while on the toilet?" Audrey said.

"It's possible. I answer you when I'm on the toilet."

Marissa walked over to the table.
"Bad news guys."

All of use ran into the restroom, which was flooded with water. We didn't care if we were girls. We saw Jack, laying on the river tiles that is the restroom floor.

I felt his pulse, and he's ice cold. He's dead.

The restroom window was open. The killer probably escaped through that way.

Audrey was comforting Morgan as much as she can, while the rest of us looked and surrounded my brother's dead body.

"How do you think he died?" Audrey asked.

"The killer turned on the sink and made it full. He/she probably put something in his mouth to put him to sleep, and when he finally let loose, they put his face in the sink, making him drown.

This has gone way too far.

First Nicco. Then JJ. Now Jack! Who the hell would be next? And why is it only the guys?!

There's only one thing I know for sure.

We didn't do a very good job protecting them.

When we got home after the long investigation, dad and Tristan heard about it.

The only guys left were Travis, dad, Tristan, and Rod.

We really need to make sure they don't go.

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