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~ Ava ~

Laying down on Gail's couch in the living room. I was looking at the newspaper article with the picture of my headstone blown all over the place had me thinking to myself about how it's been a week that Gail and I have been laying low and almost time to make another move.

The Graveyard plain was just a warm up to rile people, so far it was working.

First, the article talked about how could and why would someone want to put flowers on Abigail Nights grave and blow up the daughters after eight years.

Second, on TV, the press had enough guts to ask my father if he had it done. Or if he knew who was responsible people for it.

(Of course he said he didn't know anything).

Third, the police were opening up an investigation. (That was the good thing!)

Forth, my father was having his own people looking into it for answers.

Fifth, A source told Gail that Darla has been snappy lately. Trying to find out her own answers behind my father's back.

The Third is what I wanted. So I can leave a frustrating trail of clues that the cops can put together. Then Gail & I can humiliate Darla and expose the real evidence against her to my father.

Gail came out of her room after a shower to come and sit next to me on the couch with her hair brush.

"So, what are you thinking so hard about?" she asked.

"The results of our little escapade from last week" I tell her, laying the newspaper down.

"Well, what are are we going to do next? "She asks giving me the brush to do her hair.

"I would like to take a look at the apartment and coffee shop you purchased for me. So I can see what we have to work with"

"That sounds great! "She said, excited about it.

"Well, we'll need to be careful about staying out of sight " I say, finishing up her hair.

"I'll go grab the keys and stuff while you have your shower" She said, getting up from the couch.

After my shower, I did my hair, put on skinny blue jeans and a black hoodie that would cover my face.

Coming out of the room with my stomach growing. We'll have to stop for food before we do anything.

When we were both ready, we headed out the door.

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