Chapter 3

"How was it?" Michael asked raising his head a little bit

"It couldn't have gone worse" u replied dryly

" Were you caught? "

" We need to talk about this in private the walls have ears .... Sincerely Michael I don't know what yo believe anymore solving this case would be a real miracle in my life right now"

" Sounds serious"

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SOMEWHERE IN ITALY

"I want to meet my mother!" Kayla tried screaming but due to the cloth in her mouth she only made little muffled sounds

"These kids are pushing buttons I'm going to end up running mad if I stay here any longer can't they keep shut?!"

" The boss will give us feedback on what to do to them I wonder what Chad did to the lady back at the house she simply dropped"

" I dont think she died"

" Even if she did thats none of our business" the door open slowly to reveal a tall dark skinned man who seems about 6ft tall and slightly curled hair parked in a messy bun

"Good day boss" one of the men greeting gingerly got up to his feet

"Where are the kids?" His baritone voice reeking of power echoing from all four corners of the room

"They're in the attic above us"

"Good" he replies turning back to leave when suddenly something catches his eyes

"What is that?" He asked pointing to a pile of clothes laying on one of the boxes

"It's the costumee Chad wore on that night" Damian the shorter one replied as a smile appeared on the boss's face

"Bring it to my car"he said and left immediately

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BACK TO MINNEAPOLIS

..........And that's all that happened at the hospital

"I knew there was more that bloody bastard Malcom was keeping from us that grey hairs bastard"

" That isn't our concern we should be bothered about the woman she can't remember shit from that night she only remembers hiding her kids how she got the injuries she doesn't even know and she doesn't know her kids are dead"

"If she really did try mamiming her kids as the police are implying then why can't they explain how she got those injuries to her head lungs knees and other internal organs shes still on respiratory machines though the stitch on her head show that she's healing"

" That's nice ....whatever you're doing....do it fast once she has recovered she'll be taking to the big house and once that's done with all this red tape it will be more difficult to see her"

"Yes that's true....I'll start by visiting her house"

" The crime scene not bad" Michael said with a chuckle as he drank his coffee

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EVENING

The hour seemed darker than before but neatly kept seemed as though someone was living here but tried there best not to be noticed although not really doing a bad job but at that the warm cup of tea on the kitchen table would have ruined all that hard work the kitchen wasn't so bad after all Mrs Carmichael wasn't doing that much of a bad job either ....the rooms at the end of the corridor looked unkept this seems to have been there room where the ghost must have finally caught up with then the closets left agape with clothes scattered everywhere the little stains of blood stich to he floor... without a note I warning something swung around my neck andrenaline pumping whispers in my ear

"You looking for something? It someone?" And everything went blank

" Jordan can you hear me Jordan?"

"I can Philip" I replied weakly " how did I get here?"

" You called me"

" Me? Call you? I don't call you Philip" once again I was back to square one with nobody to trust or turn to

"No Jordan you must be mistaken look you did call me and ask me to pick you up before you passed out" before I could give a solid reply the doctor walked in leasing me hopeless

"Good day miss Jordan you seem better"

"Thank you doc"

"Can she be discharged?" Philip asked getting up from the chair by my side

"Yes she can...you could allow me to get the paper work done"

After they had gone I got up slightly from the bed.....someone was following my every move it didn't make sense nobody knew I was going there except Michael but he won't do anything to hurt me it's not his way

"Come jordan let's go home"

The drive back home was silent it's either Philip was mad at me or he didn't know how to ask me what I was doing in front of Carmichael's house but he didn't have the right though but I'm sure it would have come out of concern for me

"I went to her proof" I said finally ending the silence

" That what? Carmichael isn't the crazy Butch we thought she was?"

" You know it's nothing like that we can't keep blaming her without knowing what happened in full detail she might have done it out of elf defense you know"

" I don't want to talk about this at least not now" he really is angry at me

" I'm sorry"

" It's ok"

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HOSPITAL

2:45AM

"Wake up Linda" slowly my eyes opened up but it was still a little bit blurry the hospital seemed to have gotten smaller

"Who are you?"

"Inspector Malcom" the name rang several Bell in my head but I couldn't do anything the chain on my leg only made it worse because It restricted alot of my moves

"I didn't do anything " fear evident on ny fave and my whole body

" Mrs Carmichael you don't need to be bothered I'm just here to check up on you"

"Where are my kids?"

" They're in italy" he said with an evil grin spread across his face

"You're working with the ghost aren't you?" My fear replaced with severe anger

"So you did know that your husband is among them now don't you Linda"

" I'm not involved! Leave me alone bring my kids back for me Gordon already left them for me for a stripper I don't even know her name wasn't she able to satisfy his evil needs!"

" Linda you don't have to worry I won't kill you the stripper .....Shes dead" the revelation left me dumbfounded already struggling to breathe is she's dead them my kids and I are next nowhere to run or hide

"My kids"

"They're probably safe"