Finding the Bad Girl

Chapter 5 - Breaking News!

- Breaking News! Yesterday evening there was a murder at a local club. The bartender at the time Barry White said that a lady came in and shot a man relaxing in the private lounge and then left. Later authorities discovered that she knocked out all the security guards so she could get to this man. Why she killed him? That's what the local police are trying to figure out. About the lady, witnesses say she was the one and only Nicka Williams...-

"Everybody in here right now!" I yelled through the house. I heard thumping from all around the house then everybody was in the room. Well Quinn, Trey, Colton, Ebhann, Levi, and Willow.

"What Erin?" Trey asked. He had major bags under his eyes from all the stress.

I switched the channel and the same story I just say was on this news channel. But this one had a picture of her back.

"That looks like Nicka," Colton says.

"The problem is we can't see her face. This could just be someone who looks like her," Willow added.

"It has to be her!" Quinn says, "it just has to be."

"I will send some people to the scene, they will figure out lol they can," Trey says before walking out of the room to make the phone call.

Everybody started to go their separate ways, Ebhann and Willow we the only one that stayed in the room.

"What do you guys think?" I asked the girls.

Ebhann just shrugged. She was tired of all the leads that had dead ends, we all were. "I think this girl is trying to be Nicka, probably for popularity." I shrugged she could be right.

"I think this it's finally her clue," Willow says.

Nobody says anything after that.

........

I walk up to Quinn's room and gently knock on the door. I hear a light 'come in.' I open the door and I find Quinn at his desk with his back facing me. I pull a chair up next to him, "What are you doing?" I ask.

He shrugs I look at his desk and find an old scrapbook laying there. Many of the pictures were of a baby Quinn with Nicka.

"Why do the picture stop here?" Quinn asks.

"When you went into coma nobody thought of taking anymore pictures, and when you woke up so much was happening we never got back into the habit," I explain.

"Do you think it was her at the club?" He asks me.

" Well it sounds like something she would do," I say.

"But do you think it was her?"

"I don't know Quinn, I don't know."

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