As soon as Albert found no one else in the house his mind rewinded back to his younger days and flashbacked to the first moment it all started, his first day on his old job, an FBI agent. To think the cause of all his pain was a deceitful old job.
Alberts first flashback was the most painful one to relive, the dau his wife went missing. When he first got recruited to the FBI was a pretty stressful day for the family of 3. (Now family of 2, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN *WINK * *WINK*). The morning was going quite well until he was called to a meeting with a certain someone. As he was walking down the hallway he bumped into another man walking in the same direction. Albert immediately apologized and tried to hurry away but was stopped by an invisible barrier, a sharp pain in his right shoulder. He winced in pain an turned around as much as he could to see the man seemingly staring into Albert's soul.
Albert tried to speak but the man interrupted him before he could get a word out, "How dare you think making me drop all of my precious paperwork on something more important than your life could ever be." Albert didn't realize the man until he was got into his gaze. It was James.
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Mister / ThrillerThis is not my idea. This idea was originally Shidge_Shipper 's idea. I'm just helping to write it.
