Chapter 9

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Sorry for late updating I suck at keeping up with updating.. I'm gonna put reminders on my phone from now on

Harry's POV:

I tilted my head back in laughter while Ana restrained from laughing because of Frank's major shit problem. Literally.

He looked at his shoes embarrassed.

I studied him closer.

"Harry, Frank has an odd shirt. Instead of all white it has red blotches everywhere"

I looked at the windows in Starbucks and saw one open.

What type of dumbass made windows you can open from the outside.

Wait

I touched a red blotch on Franks shirt and looked at my fingers, gaping in horror.

"His shirt isn't designed like this.. That's blood" I whispered

I looked at the back of his head and saw a huge slash going all the way down to his neck, I almost threw up on the sight. Who the fuck would do this and when the fuck did they do this?!

I thought back to when Frank looked nervous when he came out the bathroom, then me and Ana walked away from him for a while to make her another coffee so she could stay awake just in case anything happened. What confuses me is how the hell we didn't see him or hear him?!

I came to realize, Frank is dead, that guy in the hoodie is inside.

"HARRY!" She yelled clapping her hands in my face.

I snapped out my thoughts

"Ssssshhhh... that guy is in here, we could end up like Frank." I whispered to her hiding her under a table.

These tables have long table clothes which I don't understand.

"No shit Sherlock! Great observation!" She said sarcastically

" I've been trying to tell you that for the past hour. We can jump out the window and make a run for it" she whispered.

I nodded my head agreeing to her plan.

"One... Two...."

We quickly got out from under the table making a run for the window.

"HURRY THE FUCK UP ANA" I whisper-yelled at her.

"I'm sorry I'm short" she replied struggling.

I lifted her up through the window, me putting a long leg over the edge to climb over. I saw the guy coming from behind the counter towards us.

"RUN" I yelled finally jumping over the window.

Me and Ana ran with the man dead behind our tracks.

"I'm getting tired" Valerie said panting

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