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What would happen if John Lennon survived the shooting and the shooter was never caught? John and his closest friends must find him before he is killed off for real. can they do it? read and find out! A lot of stuff in this story will be...
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A camera was found in their faces and Paul stood up to stop him. "What do you think yer doing?" He asked calmly.
"I just want to ask Mr. Lennon a few questions."
"Now is not the time. Please leave."
"Not until I ask him some questions."
"Not now. Turn that camera off."
"I have a job to do."
"So do I. Leave before I have security after you."
"We all know Mr. Lennon doesn't use security."
"I said leave."
The reporter just ignored him and continued to try to talk to John. "John, could you tell me what it feels like to have someone want to kill you?"
"Okay. That's enough!" Paul said forcing the camera out of the reporter's hands. He then removed the tape and put it in his own pocket.
"You can't do that!"
"I just did! Leave him alone! He's already been through enough! I will have you fired."
Before anything else was said, John stood up and quickly went back into the building.
"Now look what ye've done!" Paul said angrily as he ran after him. "John! Stop!" He called out.
John got to the lift and pushed the button over and over again until the doors opened. Paul got to him as he walked in.
"John, I'm sorry that happened."
"I can't believe it did. I can't go back out Paul."
Once the doors opened at his floor, he quickly took off with Paul right behind him. He went inside his home and went straight to his room.
"What happened?" George asked. Did he bail again? "
"This time, it wasn't his fault."
"So, what happened."
"A reporter. Found us right outside." Paul mentioned, still mad. "He wouldn't leave John alone! I don't know if he would want to leave here again."
"Beefore the reporter showed up, what happened?"
"He was okay outside. We stayed there for about five minutes. It's unbelievable what these people will go through just to get a story."
Paul took out the tape he had put in his pocket and threw it in the fireplace.
"What was that?"
"The tape. I uh, took it from him. I got mad."
"Good reason."
Paul walker up to John's bedroom door and knocked before opening it.
"John?" He called out as he walked in.
He was John packing a couple suitcases.
"John, where are you going?"
"I'm moving back to England. I can't stay here."
"You can't just move out of the blue."
"Yes I can. I can't continue to live in the same building that I was shot at. It only reminds me of what happened. I can't be reminded everyday. I'm doing this for my own good."
"You do know, moving to England requires you to step outside right?"
John nodded quickly. "Yeh. I know. Give me time. I need time."
"What would Yoko say about this?"
"I don't care what she thinks. she can stay here if she wants. I'm not."
