Chapter 3

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            "Stay in here, Sao," I whispered frantically." Get in the bathtub or under the bed. I'll be back ASAP."

            He nodded, clutching the shiny blue tube.

            I casually walked out of the room, hands in pockets, and stalked to the door.

            Pulling open the door, I see a black suit. I look up and see someone staring back at me.

            "Hello, Ms," He paused, looking at a sheet in his hand," Adverdale. May I come in?"

            "Um. Yeah, sure," I said hesitantly, knowing Sao was still inside.

            I led him to the sofa and waited. He didn't sit. The strange man cleared his throat.

            "We have reason to believe that you are housing an Ender. I just want to make sure that you aren't, we aren't sure about anyone here anymore. Could I check?" He asked this like he had me in the bag, even though I know Sao and how he lives his life. I'm sure he can hide well by now.

            I glance at the clock. 11:43

            I only have to hold him off seventeen more minutes. I can do this.

            "Okay, I could give you a tour. Of course, it will be to the best of my abilities." I smirked, knowing how well I know this house.

            "Okay, Ms Nikki, lead the way."

            I led him through the house, explaining to him what everything was and were it came from. I told him about the stove, what model it was and how good it cooks. Told him about what I've made in it, about the cupcakes I made last year and about how it was terrible and the batter exploded inside the oven.

            I showed him the "spot where the cupcake never came off."

            Needless to say, it took about twenty just to do the kitchen. Sao was safe and that was the only thing that mattered.

            I led him to the door and said my goodbyes. He said he was sorry about the intrusion, but I said it was nice to have company. Sometimes.

            Haha.

            Later, I thought about how little the number of people is that skirted the police. Very few, very proud.


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