A/N: Sorry it took me so long! I wrote the first section then I had to stop and when I went back to it, I forgot what I was going to write. It was a complete bummer and I tried to remember, but I couldn't so I hope I was close to what I was thinking when I was finishing the chapter. I hope you enjoy it. I'll try to make the next chapter longer just I had to stop where it is. So here is the next chapter and hopefully I'll upload it sooner then this one. Have fun reading! Thank you all for reading this story. It means a lot. I just wanted to tell you peeps that.
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A car parked into the drive and two sleek looking people came out. I’m guess they are the detectives. They came up the drive and my father rushed out of the room to go answer the door. A couple of minutes passed and my father and two other people entered the room. One of them strangely reminded me of Cooper. Tanned skin, brown eyes, black hair. His features are quite similar. The other one had brown hair with green eyes and was pale.
“Hello my name is Neil Basso and this is my partner Grey Golding. We receive a called about someone getting kidnap. Is Isaac Young here?” The man with the brown hair said. Detective Basso. I stared at the other one, he looked over at me and recognition passed his eyes before he looked away and didn’t look back.
“That would be me, I called, but Dean is Georgia boyfriend and Ashleigh’s ex” Isaac said. I nodded and continued to stare at Cooper look-a-like. He even had the same last name as Cooper. Could it be that they’re siblings?
“Are you related to Cooper Golding?” I blurted out. My mother gasped but I continued to stare at Detective Golding. He looked around the room and cleared his throat, “Yes, he is uh my older brother” I nodded and looked at Detective Basso, “I’m sorry, but I do not feel comfortable having a man that is blood related to the bastard that torture my girlfriend and I, especially when this case involves my girlfriend”
“I’m sorry Mr. Young, but we are the only two available for this case,” Detective Basso said.
“Then I do not your help”
“Dean!” my mother hissed.
“What?” I asked.
“Do you want Georgia back or not?” she hissed.
“I am not letting this guy in our business. He could be on his side” I exclaimed.
“Dean, let these gentlemen help. Would you like it if your were always accused for things that your brother did?”
“Of course not”
“Give the man a chance then. I’m sorry Detective Golding. It was harsh on him,” my mother said.
“Apology accepted ma’am and I completely understand, my brother did a terrible thing and we should have stopped him sooner” he replied. I narrowed my eyes on him as in saying I don’t trust you. I look across the room to see my father holding the same expression. If Dad doesn’t trust him why is he letting mom do this? My father looked over to me and winked. He has a plan, sneaking dad. Cody sat on the ground twirling his thumbs looking bored and Isaac playing on his Iphone.
“So what’s your plan of action?” My father spoke.
“We’re going to trace her cell phone so, I’m sorry to say. You’re going to have to call her again,” Detective Golding said.
“I can’t, because I need to choose between Georgia and her” I spoke.
“Lie then. Stall her for at least five minutes, can you do that son?” Detective Basso suggested. I nodded, Detective Basso started to get his equipment ready to start tracing the call. I picked up the phone and called her. She picked up on the first ring
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