Patricia's POV
All I hear is the sound of the movie we are watching. Field of Dreams.
I hear the door open and close. It slams. I look over at Chris and back at the archway.
In our house, you have to walk through a hallway, kitchen and dining room to get to the room we are in.
London comes over, holding a leash.
"Chris. Patricia. I don't want to make this hard. Quinta is outside. She has the police dialed. Only one more number and the she talks to them. I don't want to hurt you guys. I make you suffer. But I don't want to hurt you. I know Scout is here. I saw him. Quinta saw him. She took a photo. Give me Scout and no one gets hurt."
I sigh and looks over at Chris.
"Give me the keys, Chris. I'll get him and bring him up to London."
She smiles and claps her hands. I take the keys and head down to the basement.
London's POV
I can't believe that worked!
I thought they would not believe me and call the police for trespassing.
Chris looks down at his phone.
"Who texted?" I ask.
"No one."
"Tell me, now, Chris!"
"Patricia! London, if your jealous..."
"Jealous? Why would I be jealous of you? You are a lying, scumbag! Now tell me what she texted you!"
"Fine, London. She said, Hey, Chris dial the police, she's bluffing."
"Quinta is watching the whole thing from the window."
Patricia comes upstairs. I don't notice until she tells me something.
"Your bluffing." I hear a click and turn around.
She is pointing a gun at me.
Authors note:
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Vintage Nerd
عشوائيLondon is a year out of college. She works at a YouTube channel business. She is not in any of the videos, though. She got an apartment half off. She doesn't work on the weekends. That's when she babysits. She loves vintage. Vintage clothes, furnit...
