I could hear more than just Jack running up the stairs.
"What's up?!" He ran into the doorway. He put both hands over his mouth.
All the boys started freaking out.
"Dude call the police." Jack said to Jack J.
I looked at the window. Who would do this?
Ava held my arm.
The window in the room was open, the screen was popped out, and the lock was busted. The curtains were blowing because of the wind outside.
"Now this?" Carter threw his hands up.
In the hall, Jack J was on the phone describing the scene to the police. Jack G was on the phone describing the scene to his Dad. He looked more annoyed than ever.
We were all in the room, looking at the window.
"You guys." Nash paused in the middle of the room.
"What if this is related to what happened to Cam? What if someone gave him that injury?"
I got goosebumps.
"...I.. I.." Matt looked confused. "Who would want to hurt him?
Jack & Jack came back in.
Nash told Jack what he thought.
"God damn. Why us." Jack rubbed his eyes.
"My parents are flying back down here." He said.
"This is too much." Sam looked around.
"I'm sorry guys... If I didn't invite you all to visit this probably wouldn't have happened." Jack apologized.
"No! This isn't your fault man." Nash said. They all agreed. Jack sighed.
There was a knock on the door. Jack went down and the police entered. We all exited the room and gave them space to investigate. One of them searched the house.
"Try not to walk in here until we gather more evidence." The guy said. We all scattered in the hall.
A man walked into the house. He spotted us in the hall and came up to us.
"Who is the owner of this house?"
"Me, I'm Jack Gilinsky. My parents own this house but they're in Colorado. They're making their way back as fast as possible." He shook the man's hand.
"I'm Detective Wilson. Do you mind coming to the station with me to answer a few questions, Jack?"
"Uh, yeah sure." Jack looked at us. "You guys can ju-"
"Your friends too." We all exchanged looks.
