The journey to recovery

Chapter 10

Chapter ten

Stage one:Hostility and Deceit

Pennsylvania
What the hell am I going to do ? I can't face him I barely survived  last time!

Where is he no-
" Nante" Martina shook me. I sat upright and faced the Caucasian cop who was clearly bored of this.

" Describe your bag" explained Martina. " It's Navy blue,black and grey with a NASA sticker on the left handle"

" Content?"

The sound of  my beating  heart drowned out my surrounding I hacked a cough facing the cop " Bat, Passport"

" What else? snacks,laptop oh a map,wallet,drinks,and a few  clothes" I spoke.

"Ferdinand am I saying it right?" He questioned.

He's here and his men too! What am I going to do ? What the hell am I going to?  I'm so screwed.

They could be anywhere, He could be- "Nante" announced Martina  once again " Huh? " I uttered.

" Did you even hear the cop?" She asked "Racista" she grumbled while I answered " No,sorry my mind was somewhere else"

" Why are you zoning out today?" She questioned. Because a murderer  who is my  uncle has finally found me and he's out for blood.

" It's Impossible the truck , I rented her and today is her deadline"

"Ooh Today is not your lucky day your truck is due and they stole your bag, this place stinks where's my phone so that  I write about this place, when have you ever heard a case where all the bags in the hostel are stolen ?"

All ? Why would Tuhari steal all the bags?

As though I got out of a dream it dawned on me he wasn't here.
" Excuse me " I uttered which was pointless since Martina  found her phone typing furiously  I went back to the shed when the occupant was alone.

Yeah he's not here!

I made a tour around the hostel just to be sure. I  was at the staircase when the rage of remembering I just got my backpack stolen from me hit me.

Who the hell stole my bag?

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After the rumours of the on the run theives  and the long armed cleaners.

It's was the cleaners.

Well that's the last time I willingly get out of the dorm when they're cleaning. I must be getting soft!

The admin retrieved our bags from their hiding spots which was their houses.

It's a surprise they never found Troy's.

" We're going to the Waynesburg court" stated Lesley. " I know Troy told me" I replied.

" Why am I not surprised anything else your boyfriend told you before the rest of us?" she blabbered as I snatched the binoculars away from my face and glared at her.

It's as though they knew we'd spy on them.

They're squeaky clean!

He's still wearing his cask and his wife is as dull as reading a history book.

" She's left the kitchen" said Valentina  making the rest of us alert again. I darted my eyes looking for Misses Hart or hag as Mister Underwood the owner referred to.

At the back you could hear another sappy song in Troy's selection.

" Ugh" I muttered to frown, " What are you guys up to?"

" Get out of here Troy"

" Take a hike"

" Be gone"

" Okay" he blabbered right before he fixed himself beside me and looked through the slats.

" You guys are really something" he blabbered.

" What do you want from us we'll still have to pay two hundreds dollars when he loses the trail and judging on how you're intervening I believe you want that" I spoke.

" What? why would I do that?"

" I don't know Troy you're a complicated character " I answered to squint my eyes to make my point more effective.

" Look you can help us get dirt on the Harts or you can leave" I suggested and expected to see him give a scornful chuckle and leave but instead he requested for a notepad.

" Call Vince" I told Martina. " Nothing" she answered. Turns out the guys search on the Harts property was a waste of time.

The cool morning sizzled to a warm afternoon by the time Mike and Vince came back to the hostel. They reeked of garbage.

" So going through their garbage was a fail" stated Mike.

" We could ask the neighbours?" suggested Troy a great idea. So the crew split up and asked the neighbours.

" Is their child in town?" I asked the shop clerk. " I don't know now are you finally going to buy something here?" he asked.

Well that was a fail! Again.

Maybe we can bribe instead since blackmailing them is proving to be hard.

Troy's P.O.V.

Amazon Kindle!

Username!

Puck master! I typed in the rest of my info. Not long I got a welcome letter from Kindle in my account.

Since the books weren't my interest I went straight to the other users and searched for every Black possum.

It was difficult but it was worth it once I found Philadelphia in the bio.

I skipped most of the things I already knew which weren't that much so I had to make a mental note for alot of her info.

Hobbies

Tree climbing

Making soaps

I chuckled at her interests not for the sake of being mean I found it cute.

I wiped the grin off my face and slammed the laptop shut when Nante walked in with the twins and settled on her bunk to chat with Mike as though she felt the stare she glimpsed at me.

The glimpse messed up with my biochemistry since heat rose at my ears.

Something about her look gave me great discomfort which I was desperate to get rid of.

I know just what I need !

I did it I finally got the sticker !

Woo!

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Apart from that I hope Sir Robtheir  updates soon because I can't wait!

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