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Your guardian angel –chapter 5:
Alex Petrozzi is dead. This is just insanity.
“Lauren, you okay?” Javier held on to me.
“I’m alright. It’s just too much to take in at the moment. With Channing’s death, the password and now Alex too?” I was about to cry.
“Okay, could you tell us what exactly happened?’’ Javier asked Joey.
For the next ten minutes, Joey recounted their encounter at the pizzeria but he did not mention how and where they found Alex’s body instead his face became even more stern than before. But that wasn’t important; I was more terrified of the note that had caused his death.
“What did the note say?” I asked him desperately.
“A father’s box is a son’s box. Just ask Lauren.” He said.
“Box?” Javier asked confused.
Well, he isn’t the only one confused. Box? I know I have a lot of boxes at home but what the hell is ‘a father’s box is a son’s box’? I don’t know which box the note is talking about. This is becoming so much like a game that I just want to shoot myself and end it.
“Box?” I repeated myself.
“Lauren, do you have a box at home that Channing and his father share?” Joey asked me.
“I don’t know Joey, this is too much.” I said pressing my temples so tightly, hoping that my brains would just turn into mush.
“Don’t stress out, Lauren.” Javier patted my back.
“We will need to find the box as soon as possible Lauren.” Joey said.
“I’m sleeping here tonight, Lauren!” I heard Kai yelling from the kitchen, her voice was still filled with anger.
“Why?” I asked.
“She probably doesn’t want to die.” He said.
Oh no Joey.
“What did you do now?” I asked irked, this isn’t funny anymore. These two are like my third and fourth children.
“She started it, she wouldn’t stop singing “don’t worry be happy” so on our way here, so I took revenge.” He chuckled. Is he nuts?
“What song did you sing? Gangnam style? She hates that song.” If he did sing that song, I would have killed him if I were in the car with him.
“No, I cannot sing but I have mastered the skill of driving so I drove at a very high speed and then drove really slow then kept swerving the car, I’m sure you get the gist of what happened.”
“No you didn’t!” I exclaimed.
He nodded and smiled. Oh my god.
“And you decided to do this to her on your way back from a crime scene?” I asked slightly irritated.
“Well, I needed to teach her a lesson?” He questioned.
“And I thought you weren’t one of them, Joey.” I felt the stress from this havoc starting to build up into rage.
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