Chapter 0090
“Set it up,” Mr Collins agrees.
“It’s my mum’s birthday next weekend, she is having a party, we can get in easily then,” Mason sighs.
“Perfect, we will be discrete so as not to draw attention or ruin her birthday,” Mr Collins assures. Mason shrugs like he doesn’t care either way, I sense lie probably holds some contempt towards his mother, she didn’t save him. I want to go to him and comfort him but I know he’d not like that, not in front of everyone anyway.
“Can I access the human internet now? There’s some thing I want to check about the disappearances,” I ask looking at Mr Collins and trying to shift the attention from Mason.
“Eat more first, you’ve barely eaten,” he nods towards the food left on the tray. I grab another slice of pizza, rolling my eyes as I bite into it and walk around his side of the desk to use his laptop. He opens up a new internet search. page and slides the laptop towards me. Shoving the last bite of pizza into my mouth I quickly log into my social media. I ignore the notifications and messages and open up the search bar. I begin searching for the names
h one whilst of all the missing people from the newspaper article. I read out all the information I can find on each
find in Luke writes it down. There’s so much more personal information about them on social media than any news article. Once I have basic information on each one start looking into their mothers, trying to find any clue about where they lived 19 years ago and plotting it all out on a map. There are two distinct clusters on the map, two large cities.
“Is there anything of significance to Greys in these two areas?” I ask.
“Not that I know of,” Luke shakes his head.
“We should add my father to our shortlist of suspects,” Mr Collins sighs, “he has a property in each of those cities,”
“Shit. Why did he even have all those properties?” Luke asks.
“He said they were his insurance policy,” he rubs the back of his neck, looking a little pale and stressed. “Well unless one of us has the gift of talking with the dead that’s not really going to help us right now,” Mason
dismisses.
“Wait, is that an actual gift?” I ask, not sure how I feel about that being a potential gift for me.
“No,” Theo snorts. “Are we really going to start interrogating our own families though?”
“If they fit the profile then yes, we have to. No one is exempt,” Mr Collins nods. “I have dinner plans with my mother in an hour, I’ll talk to her about my father whilst I am there.“Please try to stay out of trouble while I’m off campus,” he warns, shooting me a pointed look that sends a thrill down my spine. He rises from his chair and adjusts his shirt cuffs, the guys start clearing the trays, but my eyes are locked on him. I hop onto the edge of Mr. Collins‘ desk, mirroring my earlier boldness. With a smug stare, 1 watch him slip on his suit jacket and reach for his tie, only to falter when he notices it’s missing. He rummages through his pockets, realization dawning on him as his eyes dart to me with a flash of panic. A triumphant smile spreads across my face. If he wants it back, he’s going to have to come and take it from me and admit it wasn’t just a dream. He steps closer to me, causing my heart to race in anticipation and drawing everyone’s attention to this charged moment. Mr. Collins glances nervously at the guys before leaning over and slamming his laptop shut, the tension hanging thick in the air between us. This game he seems to want to play is going to get very interesting and I’m determined to win it.
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