Untold Truth

Chapter 24

I'm at my father's "real estate" office. I'm 15. He told me to wait in the car but he's been in here for two hours. I walk to his desk and I see one of the drawers is open. I catch the glimpse of a gun. I open the drawer more and I pull out the gun. Everything feels so weird.

"Hey! Get out of here!" Yells an unfamiliar voice. I can't pinpoint where it comes from. I panic and look up. The man is holding a gun. He points it at me. "Drop the gun!" He demands. I think about it and just as I'm about to he shoots above my head. The bullet whizzes by my hair. I point the gun right at his heart. I don't know how but the next thing I see is him on the ground with blood everywhere.

My stomach drops and I run out of the room. I just killed someone! My heart beats so much it hurts. I see a door slightly open and I go inside. I stop at the sound of my father's voice.

"If we had Jack we could make the deal, John." My dad says in a voice he normally only uses on me. It's the dangerous tone of a man who wants to kill you.

"We'll I'm sorry but he figured it out. And we know he's alive. That's no burglar stealing our things, I saw camera photage. It's my son." No one talks for a little bit and I wonder what this is all about.

"Look just give me Karlie. I'll make it work with one." That's John. Why would he want me?

"No way. I'm not giving her away for free. I know you need her to preform what you must, but I need Jack so I can get what I need." My father says.

I hear someone running from where I came from so I sneak into a corner behind a shelf, where no one will see me. I find a small crack that I can peek through but I mainly use my ears. The new arrival speaks, "It's Timmy the newbie. He's dead." I recognize the voice as Mat Stringer the school principal.

"Dead? How?" Asks my father. Shit. I shot him. What if they find me? No that's not what I should be thinking. I shot a man. How could I?

"He was shot." Says Mr. Stringer.

"We must search everywhere in here. Find the killer." John Mars says. I try to scoot back more into my corner but my shoe makes a noise. "What was that?" He asks suspiciously.

"I'll look." Says Mr. Stringer. I hear him approach me and I close my eyes and try to get in the shadows. I hold my breath. Something grasps my arm and yanks me out and I fall onto the floor, right in front of my dad and John.

My dad looks at me with hate. "I told you to wait in the car. Not to kill a man!" He yells. I shake my head trying to deny it. "Shut up! I can see it in your eyes."

"Are you sure you don't want me to have her now? She clearly heard it all. She knows about my son and the deal." Interrupts John Mars. My dad looks at him like he's stupid.

"No. No way. Do we still have that memory stuff. The one that wipes your memories back 12 hours?" John nods and my dad grabs my arm and pulls me up roughly holding me to him. I thrust out of his hold and step away.

"I will not forget this!" I yell furiously. I start to run but Mr. Stringer tackles me and I fall to the floor. "No! I can't forget."

"Tie her to a chair for crying out loud. She's a little girl." My dad says. I panic and start to struggle. Mr. Stringer picks me up and we walk to where my dad's desk was at. He throws me into the chair and holds me down.

"I promise I won't tell. Just please let me go." I plead but I know they won't change their minds.

"Get the tape!" Yells Mr. Stringer and John rummages through the desk and pulls out some duck tape. They start by taping down my hands then my feet to the chair. I look around for anything that could help me. All I see is junk. I spot some colorful papers on the desk. I look closer and I see it's a strange drawing. With lines running everywhere and words on it. It's some sort of map. Before I have time to do anything else my dad comes and grabs my cheeks.

"You won't remember this. I'm doing this for your own good." He squeezes my jaw until I'm forced to open my mouth and he pours in some liquid. I immediately pass out.