Missing

Chapter 17: A Risky Stay

Olivia's P.O.V.

I knocked on the door, ever so slightly. I really did not want to do this. Even though Brad seemed innocent, I knew I couldn't really trust anyone. I had to remind myself why I came; to find the truth. And not just for me, for others. I needed to find the truth out on my own, because when other people try to tell me, they die.

"Hey Olivia. I never thought you would come." He smirked, swinging the door open and snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I didn't either, but I need a place to... stay." I replied.

"Come on in."

The room looked just like a regular hotel room. Tan walls with a floral border, two white beds, with two little white chairs lined up with a coffee table and a small flat screen TV, a counter that consisted of your basic kitchen appliances, and a large window.

"Good thing there's two beds..." I muttered under my breath. Oh wait, did I just say that out loud?

"What was that?" Brad asked.

"Nothing." I smiled innocently.

"So how long did you want to stay here?"

"Oh, just a night. I just need a place to stay." I said.

"What kind of job are you looking for?"

"Oh, umm..." I started to think. "Just a simple one. My parents died a while ago and I need a place now that I'm older as well as a job." I wasn't quite sure if that even made sense.

"Oh, well you can stay here as long as you like." He beamed.

I smiled and excused myself to the bathroom. I pulled out my phone.

18 missed calls from Evan

37 missed calls from Dad

13 missed calls from Annalise

2 missed calls from a restricted number

Right when I finished reading my missed call log, there was an incoming call from Dad.

I hesitantly pressed decline.

I shoved my phone back into my pocket, and started to realize how drowsy I was getting. I needed to sleep. It was nearly 11:00 PM.

This was probably the most weird and risky thing I've ever done. It's not the average thing to do; meeting some random guy and staying at his place for the night. I was only trying to find answers, for the life of others.

I slipped into some comfy pajama shorts in the bathroom, and walked out to find Brad reading a book, settled in bed.

Since he was in the bed on the right, I sensibly took the one on the left, closest to the door.

"I have a question." I asked.

"Ask away." He said, face still buried into his book.

"Do you know Liliana Brickshaw?" I asked. I needed to know.

He looked up at me, as his head shot up as soon as he heard her first name.

"I... Don't know." He frowned. "Sorry I can't help."

"Oh it's fine." I half-smiled.

Something about what I asked him, made the uneasiness from his body radiate off of him filling the entire room with the same emotion.

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