(The Neighbours perspective)
I sat on a cold bar when I heard a knock on my cell door. I got up and peered through the small gap on the door, it was a police officer.
"Mr Robbin, you've got a visitor. They said they was your lawyer." I frowned, I didn't remember I had a lawyer. The only person who I knew was going to see me was Michael, my helper.
I was finally out of my damp cell. I looked over the officers shoulder to see Micheal with a black hoodie covering his head. He looked over at me with a smile. We got to our seats and the officer tied my handcuffs to the table so I couldn't escape.
"Good idea of mine wasn't it?" Micheal said. "I told you I had a clever idea." Micheal said lowering his voice. I nodded smiling "Anyway, what did you say you needed my help with?" He said sitting back at his chair.
"Well there's this person called... Tiffany."
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The Friend Of The Neighbour Next Door
TerrorTHIS IS THE SEQUEL OF MY BOOK 'The Neighbour Next Door.' If you haven't read The Neighbour Next Door, read that first as this has spoilers!! After the events that Tiffany and Lauren went through was over with, they were wrong the neighbour planed t...
