Roadmap for revenge [Discontinued]

chapter 5

"Where the hell did you get such a trashy pen-drive?" said Charlie,pulling his hair out.

"My pen-drive isn't trashy, your brain is." I said.

It has been an hour and a half since Charlie came over to my house. We've tried every possible word or number the password could be.

"Can't you hack into it or something?"

"I could've if it was a computer, but it isn't so shut up and think."

"I didn't know computer geeks where so rude." I mumbled. He gave me a glare.

"Whose pen-drive is it,anyway?" he asked me genuinely. I thought I should tell him. He might help me later on.

"Dylan Adamson." I said.

"Who is he?" I told him the whole story.How I saw Alison die, how I went to that marketing company and so on.

The second I finished, he started to do some research on his laptop. I sat down near him. I saw that he googling Dylan. There were a million links dedicated to him.

Charlie clicked on the first one. It said something about a drug scam.

It said that this Dylan was secretely importing drugs. People, first thought that his company was involved in this scam too. But, a few weeks later, it was found that he was the only one involved.

We checked the other links. All of them said the same thing. Charlie and I looked at each other and gulped. He typed in the words 'DRUG DEALER' all in caps, as the password and clicked on enter. Instantly, we got full access to the pen-drive and its files. We high-fived each other.

We checked all the files on the drive. One file really caught my eye. It was an event calendar. Apperantly, there was a conference on the 21st of October. Wait. That was the same day as prom.

"I have to go there." I told Charlie. "Maybe this Dylan dude will be there. I have to ask him if he knows anything about Ali."

"It's a suicide mission. We could get killed. Who knows, that guy could be a psycho kidnapper."

"Unless...." I said going deep in my thoughts. "Which place is the confrence at?"

"It's at the Springford hotel." He said studying my expression.

"Perfect. Our prom is in the same building, on the same day and at the same time. We could go to the hotel, like we're here for prom. Then, we will find Dylan and interrogate him. If he tries to attack us, we'll run back to prom and hide there. We will also be wearing masks, so that he won't know what we look like. Think about it. It's the perfect plan."

"Carter, would you like to go to prom with me?" He said with a smirk. He moved his hand forward for me to catch it.

"I would love to." I said catching his hand.

Mr.Dylan Adamson, you're going down.