Chapter 17:

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Oliver's Point of View:

After the last class of the day I asked Audrey and Hennessy to stay back.

"The two of you have a 100% in my class." It wasn't true but I just needed to stall until everyone left the building. I heard the getaway car pull up right outside the window. Daniel bursts in and grabs Audrey by her hair. I grab Hennessy.

We knocked them it and shoved them in the back of the van. We drove off to our next destination. Lake Erie.

.......

We hauled Audrey and Hennessy onto the boat because they were still out cold. Adam paddled as far out as possible. Daniel checked that nobody was nearby.

"Okay, it's time." I said. Daniel kept a lookout while Adam and I drowned Audrey and Hennessy. It wasn't difficult because they were both knocked out.

One step closer to Noreen.

.......

I've had a breakthrough. Why should I wait to kill Noreen and Lana? I could just go to their house at anytime and kill them.

I don't believe in guns, but I may have to use one to get the job done. Okay, I'm doing it tomorrow.

I took the day off to get ready. School was about to be out so now is the perfect time to go to her house.

I climbed up a pipe that was hanging on the side of the house and into her window, luckily it was unlocked.

Once I'm in I hear the outside door open.

"I'M HOME LANA!" Noreen yells from downstairs.  I hear footsteps and I jump into the closet.

Noreen's Point of View:

I enter my room and sit down at my desk. I start to work on my math homework.

"You know, Noreen, when I first saw you I knew exactly who you were." I jumped as I heard Oliver's voice. "I realized soon what you were trying to do. You've slipped right out of my grasp so many times already. You're a lot like Lana. You have the same reluctance, and that can kill you. Anything you have to add to that?"

"Oh Oliver, is that any way to speak to your favorite student?" He scowls.

"I hope you go to hell when I kill you." He remarks.

"Your time is up Oliver. Prison is too good for you." I say, smirking. One thing he didn't know was that Aunt Lana forces me to keep a gun in my desk drawer. I'm thankful for that right now.

"You will be my last victim. Turn around, I wanna see your face when you die." He states. In this moment I put my finger on the trigger and spin around, shooting Oliver in the head. Revenge is sweet.

THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER!!!

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