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An Heir's Appointment

Chapter 8 The Game is Afoot

Word Count: 1336    |    Released on: 13/10/2022

n't realize the number of enemies my father would have gained in doing business. I g

izabeth was already in her seat. She waved to me to which I returned the wa

n going." I asked wi

d away, "It has been

then looked back, "I was wonde

a smile, "That

oetry section was reviewed before we proceeded to the next section which was about narrative. The selection of prospe

eth and asked, "So where were y

y not at the park. It sh

'll get us some sandwiches and

e um chicken salad and ho

all business near the University. They still have some of the best sandwiches in

of concerts by local bands and shows by local theater troops. So we sit on a blanket on the g

ple and keep them safe. He stayed a beat cop but I want to become a detective." She

son, she rather be called Martha when not teaching, always told me to pursue what drove my passion." I answered. After I took a drink from my o

n is that?"

tly. Found out my mom was killed.

ry." She

ere supposedly. I was to y

but nothing definite. We are looking

into your mothers family too. Get all your leads

unturned, huh.

ht for me to try t

er you're off." I a

et. I went up to the counter and looked for Mr. Smith. He was an eld

and looked to me after pus

eful for this

ted, "Most of the time we ask f

s s

. You look torn too." He responded. He remo

e to look into something personal. And with sc

where you came from. Hard work and determination will keep you on th

d more, sir.

ll get someone to take your shift." He smiled,

I turned and left. He put up h

e. I called my sister after locking up my bike. I then dia

ould use a ride." I

going to be a taxi se

may want to help me with somet

voice, "I was hoping, I would b

e you soon." I

pull up. Cassandra rolled down the windo

ng the door. We drove a bit before I told her what I was t

elf a girl, hm

iminal justice." I began to blush, "Anyways, that's not importan

interview." She stated as we began to drive towards

fit in my pocket, "Yeah. Kind of need o

The security guard walked up. He looked at the car for a few moments a

" he asked with h

aunt, Susan Brock."

s on the phone a few moments before coming

vin plus one."

." He then handed Cassandra the clipboard. She signed it and handed it back. We then drove through

with red hair with grey running through it looked out the door before opening it completely, "H

d softl

. It's re

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