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*This is a mini chapter. sorry :(

-Harry-

"Just sign here, here, here, and here." The Annoying receptionist told me pointing to the empty place on the paper I'm trying to write on.

"I know, I know." I roll my eyes.

God damn..

As I sign this paper work, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I set my chained pen down on the counter and pull out my cell phone. I look at the caller I.D. and see an unknown number is calling me.

"Hello?"

"Harry! Oh, thank god you answered. These dick heads have got trapped her like a prisoner." A restrained and familiar voice makes me flinch a bit in surprise.

"Louis?"

"That's my name, don't ware it out." He chirps.

"Louis, where are you calling from?"

"Eh, doesn't matter. Anyway, how've you been, buddy?"

Is he really trying to hide the fact he's in jail by starting a conversation?

"Louis? Are you in Jail?" I sigh.

The line deadly and silent as Louis doesn't respond.

"How'd you find out?" He whispers.

"Row told me. She said you murdered someone.."

"That's bullshit!" He exclaims angrily. "I ain't murder anybody. It was a simple stealing at a store type of crime." He tells me in the same tone.

"What'd you steal?" I ask.

"Uh.. I can't tell you right now."

"Why not?"

"Shit. They're coming. I'll talk to you later, mate." Without warning, the boy I once knew as free, hung up on me.

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