Chapter Eight.

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"I'm not really sure of what you're up to, but I suggest you stop it before the media falls on you again. You don't wanna stir up drama in this town again, you know that very well about our drill!" My grandfather said in a low tone as we drive down the road. Catching his man seeking around my house and my school is beyond disgusting. And now after all these years he couldn't even said Hi first.

"Yes, I know that any types of people can get away with anything in this town, even murderers." I look out the window and stare at the cloud formation in the sky. Looks like its going to rain again.

"Don't get smart with me, young man. You don't speak ill about your parents like that!" He hissed and I chuckled,

"And then I suggest you to stop poking me with the same threat over and over. I'm not a kid anymore." I hissed back, feeling my fingers roll up in a fist.

"I'm just concerns about you. Mr Gibbons called me last night and told me that you wanted to reopen the case. I am very concerned about that with this coming election, people are going to gasps when they know I wanted the case of my own son's to closed down just for the publicity stunt!" He whispered and I had to chuckled at that.

Was he always this self centred bastard, who only think about himself? Maybe this is why my father never liked him. He only think about himself and that's why he started his own business. It all made sense to me now.

"Non of what I am about to do concerns you and your election, and you should know very well about that. Next time, don't keep an eye on my life again, if you don't want my eyes to be on yours. Just stay as you are and not care about me, just like you did it to me and my family a long time ago." I said and he could only sneered and so I continues,

"I'll take my car from here. Good luck on your election. Have a nice day," I said as I straighten my sleeves and swing my bag on the back and get out of the car before he could even say anything else.

That old man really need to think about his strength at this day and age, not about money and fame. First he was up against the world and his only family because he was drunk with power, and now that power will knocked him out of its door, just like he did to my family.

My car arrived as soon as I walked out. My bodyguard slash my driver, Tim walked out and smiled,

"Proud of you. I didn't know that you would take the opportunity!" He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah..so did you get my message?" I asked and he sighed, "Yes. She's not wrong about the locations. It's pretty far from here do let's get moving!" He waved me to the car.

When our house was taken apart all of my old stuff was put into charity and some of them was saved, but no one knows about my secret camera that i hid near the driveway to prank my mom and dad sometimes. They look at the whole area looking for plot holes or something but they told my grandfather that they didn't find anything important but I still look for the camera and kept it a secret for everyone since the case was closed. So I've decided to keep it as a secret at this whole time. Last year I sent Mr Gibbons the package of my old toys and told him to keep it in somewhere safe and sound since they meant so much for me. Because i knew I was not safe even when I was far away from home.

When I asked about my toys as soon as I got back here, he told me the name of the place. Now, I've decided to look for it so that I might find some evidence. I look for the place on the internet and it only specifies that it was just some old place, kind of like a family traditional locker. Maybe Riley must have heard about it, since they are so close, that's just must be why she was so surprised too.

"Are you sure there's something in there?" Tim asks as I was concentrated on how I should react when I found the killer.

"Nathan! Hey, cut it out! You scared me, now where exactly did you hid your camera then?" He asks—

I rest my head on the window and sighed at the raindrops falling down the glass window and I mumbles, "On plain sight. Maybe that's why no one found anything around the area. My parents were never a big fan of cameras and stuff so they didn't put anything up in the hills. I thought to myself, why not give them certain candid pictures every now and then to surprised them that It wasn't all that bad!" I looked at Tim and smiled at him.

"I miss them too,boy." He smiled and I nod my head. I could still cry about them but I know i have justice to fight on my right side so, I have no time for that. At least not now.

Tim, and his father, Mr Gibbons and Martin and Dr. Julian. These are the people who surround me with endless supply on love and care when I needed the most. I have the smallest family growing up but now, everyone involving with the Company is now my family. And I appreciate that.

I walked out of the car, I looked around the area and its already the middle of the night. The rain is still pouring and I can't wait any longer for it.

I walked closer to the door and knocked on the wooden frame door three times.

A young guy, about my age opens the door and looked at me. "What do you want?" He doesn't seemed to be intimidated but rather annoyed by us.

"I'm here to take something that belongs to me." I answered, I don't really know how to negotiate but this is the best I could say.

He looked at me and yawned, "Store's closed. Try tomorrow." He was about to shut the door in my face, i blocked it with my shoe.

"I don't have time. Could you please help me out? It's under the name of C.W.07." I looked at him and he paused for a minute.

"That will be 5 grand plus handling charge." He said and then I nod my head and get inside his store. He looks much younger than I used to imagine but that should be fine for now. 

"So, you live around here?" He looks at me and I noticed the red birth mark near his eyes.

"You bet. How are you Billy?" He looked at me in a surprised. What are you doing in here? I thought to myself.

"Nathan?" He looked at me and then came in to give me a hug.

I take in a deep breath and then smiled trying hard not to cry, "It's so good to see you, Billy!" And hugged him tighter.

He was one of a few people who hang out with me when I was younger. He was a newspaper boy and came to our house every morning and hang out with me and share cookies with me. After the incident happened, he no longer came to see me.

After we spoke for a while, I took the small envelope he hand it to me and take a deep breath.

"Nathan, I have to tell you, there's a lot of people who came here asking for this. But Mr Gibbons told me not to give it to anyone unless they knows my name. I didn't understand it but this all makes sense now. I hope you get what you wanted and waited for all these years." He said and I paused.

Who else knows about this? Did Mr Gibbons tell someone else? Have I put my trust on Mr.Gibbons too much?

I shut myself in the car, open up my laptop and played the tape. I forwarded the video to the few hours before the incident happened.

The car halt in front of the gate at 11:30 p.m. Two guys came out of the car, one of them wear a black over coat. While one of them was wearing a big jacket. They were about the same size. They talk for a few minutes and then one of them climbed over the fence and made it through the roadway. He looked around the area for a few seconds and then signaled the other guy from the other side.

The other guy threw a big bag over the fence and waited for the other guys to take. And then he climbed over the fence just like the other guy did.

I can already feel my hands trembling when I saw the other man who wore an overcoat with a big silver chain on his chest. And then walked away from the view of the camera.

The car was parked in front of the gate and the light poll can clearly emits the license plate. It was an old Black Sedan, with a license plate number AL 32.

I felt a tear coming out of my eyes as I trembled with excitement and sadness at the same time. If I was not brushed off of my opinions and what matters I would be able to show my alibi to the court and request to find the criminal. But, I was left tied up by powers and overruled.

There is no stopping me now! I have everything I needed. How my dad used to called me, "Smart Little man" has finally gonna paid off.

I dried my tears and shut down the laptop. I can't help but cried.

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