The False Truth

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<Chapter 3>

Where could he possibly be going, I thought to myself. I knew right away from his answer that he wasn't going to work. I mean, obviously! He isn't very good at hiding things as you can see.

Sarah had fallen asleep very quickly and obviously had forgotten that my bed time was 9:00. Which I wasn't complaining but the sight of her with one leg up above the couch, a hand in her mouth, and her slobber all over the pillow made me think.... Wow, what a babysitter!

I tried to sit down and think this all through but with Sarah snoring I couldn't even hear myself think! this was giving me a headache! I'll go get a drink if milk, I thought. That will calm my headache.

I went into our kitchen, which is really huge considering we barely used it, and I reached in the fridge to where the milk usually is. Only one thing.... there wasn't any milk!

Great, I thought to myself! This is the last thing I need! It was bad enough I had to listen to that train wreck in there snoring! I was just about to go up to my room when I caught a glimps of something sticking out.

It was under the fruit basket, I took the newly folded piece of paper and unwrapped it. it read-

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My side of the job is all taken care of. You better hurry up and get that package to me and I'll give you my side of the bargain, but for now the clock is ticking! You better find what I'm looking for or else

Signed, Raomone

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Who was Raomone? And what did he mean by his side of the bargain and a package? And most of all... who was this note to!? All so many questions but yet, no answers.

Could this be to my dad? it had to of been, who else could it be!?

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