Sam and I both look at each other with disbelief. "Are you serious?" I ask. "Ya. He's in California." He says. "Where at in California? How did you find him?" asks Sam still shocked. "He's in Hollywood. I found him by some officers at the police station. I asked them where he last was and they gave me his address in California." Sam and I both gave out a sigh of relief. "So he might not live there anymore?" I ask nervously. "Right. But I'm pretty sure he does." says Oliver kind of sad. "Ok. That's good." says Sam. "Did you guys not want me to find him?" asks Oliver disappointed. "I mean...ya because you said you were gonna hurt him." I say. "Well...he's my dad so I can do basically anything to him." says Oliver walking out of my room. "And if you don't like it stay out of my business." says Oliver and walks out. We hear the front door slam and a car engine rev up. Sam and I both walk out to the living room. We watch out the window as Oliver pulls out of the driveway. "Did we make him that mad?" asks Sam. "I don't know, but the way he stormed out means he's gonna find his dad and hurt him. Badly."
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The Forgotten Murder
Gizem / GerilimMy name is Ariel Reppling. I woke up in jail with my two best friends Sam Roche and Oliver Cooper. But what I didn't know is that we were in jail for murder.
