Leo

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I let out a great sigh of relief when she leaves the house. Sitting on a gun and trying to act natural was a struggle. I retrieve the gun from underneath the pillow and slowly but carefully walk to my room. In my room I reunite the gun in my hand with the others in its case.

The phone in my pocket starts to buzz. As I look at the screen my face drops. It's them...

"Where are you?!" a voice screams from the phone.

"I-uh-I what?" I stutter, confused.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?! I TOLD YOU LAST WEEK TO MEET ME AT THE HIDEOUT AT 3PM SATURDAY 6TH OF OCTOBER!" I take my phone away from my ear slowly, but eventually he calms down a bit. "And Leo... What day is it today?"

"Ummmm..." I check my phone screen before replying, "The 6th of October..."

"And the time?" he sighs, obviously annoyed.

"Quarter past 3..." I bow my head, annoyed at myself that I managed to forget such an important meet up"

"HURRY UP AND GET HERE NOW!" He yells once more before aggravatingly hanging up the phone.

I rush out the front door to the hideout on theother side of town, about 15 minutes away. I quickly drive, probably like amaniac through quiet traffic until finally, I arrive.

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