Chapter Eighteen

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シ R.Kade's Prescriptive...

I honestly wish Snow trusted me more. Really, what if Apple or even Maya was the murderer? I bet she talked to Snow and I in the beginning just to trick us.

"Are you okay or what", Snow shot, standing in front of me with her arms crossed. I realized I had zoned out for about a minute.

"Yeah, I am", I replied calmly. But Snow narrowed her eyes and stormed off. God, what was her problem I looked to to my side and saw a tall bookcase. I nearly jumped since I hadn't noticed it before. I got up and walked closer to the bookcase. I lifted a random book up and inspected it.

B ok of D ath

Some of the words seem to have rusted off, showing how old it is. I flipped the cover over and saw an empty page. I kept flipping but only saw more and more pages that were only the same.

"R.Kade..", Snow said.

"Yeah?", I replied, facing Snow.

"I found something yesterday..", Snow added quietly.

"What?", I asked, confused. Snow sighed and got a box from under a desk.

"Look for yourself..", Snow murmured. I picked up the small, leather box. Surprisingly, it was much heavier than it looked. I open the box and what I saw was shocking.

"A gun?!", I exclaimed. Snow nodded slowly.

"I need to ask you this also,.. are you the murderer?..", Snow asked, quietly but scared. I shook my head aggressively.

"Oh course not! Why'd you think that?", I exclaimed. Snow shrugged slowly, again.

"Are you lying?..", Snow mumbled.

"I've known you for these many years and you think I'd lie to you?", I replied. Snow shrugged,

"I know..", Snow added. God, I wish she'd actually believe me for once.

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