I thought I should write something a little more fun. How about the four lads.........aside from their professional singing career, works with the cops in salving various cases. Sounds like a lot of fun to write! I'll give it a shot!
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John walked further into the living room. "Looks like they were looking for something."
"But what?" Paul asked.
"They could have been looking for the whereabouts of our little friend here." He said looking at George. "Maybe they thought we hid him or something because they couldn't find him at his house this morning."
"He was out with us."
"Yeh. But they don't know that. They wouldn't know that unless we were being followed, which by the looks of things, we weren't. But why are they still after our bottomless pit?"
"Stop calling me that John."
"You eat way too much. That's why I'm calling you that. That's yer nickname."
"No its not. Don't call me that at a time like this."
"So, what do you want to do?" Ringo asked.
John thought for a moment. "We find whoever broke into my house and trashed the place. That's what we do. While we're at it, we'll find the person who still wants George. He is to never be out of our sight. Remember that. He stays in our sight at all times. Geo, who do you want to stay with the next few weeks?"
"Why are you asking me to choose?"
"Because YOU can choose. I don't want to make the decision for you. Me, Ringo, or Paul. Take yer pick."
"John, I can take care of meself. You know that."
"Not alone you can't. Yer just one person."
George sighed. "I guess yer right."
"And when yer at one of our houses, there will be two. Yer not fighting alone."
John thought about it for a second before he walked up to his phone without saying anything and dialed a number. The very first thing he said was: "Was it you?"
"Was it me what?"
"Did you break into my house and threatened my friend?"
"No. Why do you think I would do that?"
"Because you kidnapped him last year. Why else?"
"I can assure you it wasn't me."
"It better not have been. I'll kill you if I find out yer lying."
Then, John hung up the phone and started cleaning up the place.
"John, aren't you going to get the other cops here?"
"No. No need. We can track him down. We don't need help."
"Actually, we do."
"Not really. We can take care of each other. As long as we're careful and stuff. I tell you what, if we ever need help for any reason, I'll call our buds. Deal?"
