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The Brooding Case for Sydney Brown. Chapter Thirteen.

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Chapter 13. The Brooding Case for Sydney Brown.

Joel locks the door behind him, turning around to look at me. "Mason is picking you up, right?" He asks, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets.

I nod, "Yes. He is. He should be here any minute."

"Do you want me to wait with you? Until he gets here?"

I shake my head and cuddle into my fluffy jacket. "No its okay, Joel. I couldn't ask you to do that, besides, he'll be here in a couple of minutes. It's late, you should head home."

"Okay, but if you need me, don't hesitate to call." He advises me, pulling me into a quick hug.

"I will Joel. Thank you!"

He smiles and walks towards his car. "You're welcome, Jordyn. Have a goodnight."

"You too!"

Joel hops into his car and pulls out of the parking lot. A few minutes pass by and Masons impala pulls up in front of me. I pull open the door and quickly climb in. "It's starting to get cold outside."

He leans over and gives me a quick kiss. "Yeah it is. Sorry it took longer than I expected."

I chuckle, "Its fine, you weren't late anyways." I pause. "So.... Ingrid was here, at the store."

His eyes widen, and his head snaps in my direction. "Really?"

I nod. "Yeah..."

"That is not good!" He rubs his face. "What did she say to you?"

"Not a whole lot. After I found out that it was her, she said we should get together for dinner. I told her I'm pretty busy. And then she gave me her number and left."

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6:03a.m.

*Bang Bang Bang*

I sit up and rub my eyes, I look over at Mason who's shirtless, only wearing sweatpants. I roll out of bed and follow behind him to whoever is pounding on the front door. Mason cautiously opens the front door, Woods pushes his way into the house and Mason closes the door. Woods rushes over to the couch, searching underneath all the pillows.

"Woods, what are you doing?" Mason asks, yawning.

"Where's the damn tv remote?!" He yells.

I walk over to the side table and pull the remote out, handing it to him. "Whats going on?" I inquire, brushing my fingers through my hair.

He points the remote at the tv and turns it on, flipping through the channels, until he lands on the news channel, he turns the volume up. "LISTEN!"

"Breaking News! Sydney Brown, a fifteen year old, sophomore in high school, gone missing." The news reporter says. "Hold On!" He holds his hand to his earpiece. "The cops have a suspect." He pauses and places his papers down on the table in front of him. "Ma-"

The tv screen goes black. Woods rubs his temples and sighs. "Mason. The cops believe you did this!"

"Oh my gosh, I think I'm going to be sick." I mumble out.

Mason sits down on the couch. "I-I didn't do this!"

Woods and I sit next to him. "I know, Mason. But, the police are going to be here any minute, they probably have a warrant to search the house. I suggest you two get out of your pajamas."