“That’s right, we don’t. I hope this won’t be hard to get John’s DNA because he’s very smart, and now he’s gonna be extra careful about what he does. We have to watch for everything, Brad. Like when he touches his lock on his locker at school to open it and close it, as well as what he eats, drinks, and even when he wipes his damn nose. We need to get something when he’s not around, and watch each time he throws something away that has his DNA on it. We know he doesn’t smoke, but there are so many other ways to get it from him.”
“And we’re gonna get it with one of those ways. Tell Ava to also watch what he does as well because he also doesn’t know that she knows that he killed Natalie. He may be smart, but he doesn’t know that we’re trying to get it from him, so yeah, watch to see if he leaves something behind throughout the day at school or when he throws something away because as gross as it may be, we’ll have to dig in the garbage to get it because once someone throws something away it’s considered public property and anyone can have access to it for whatever reason.”
“That’s right. But please, Brad, we need to be very careful.”
“And we will be,” he promised. He yawned. “Well, as you can hear, I’m tired. I’ll see you tomorrow morning, and before I forget to tell you, there will be security guards at the front entrance because of what happened last week with Natalie. Everyone’s ID will be checked through a scanner and they’ll have to go through a metal detector, so don’t bring any knives or guns to school to kill John with, okay?” he chuckled.
I laughed. “Brad! You know I’ve never brought anything like that to school, but it’s tempting now, that’s for sure!”
He laughed. “I know it is, baby. My gun is in a locked drawer in my office at school — I’ll show you where it’s at and since you now have a key to my office, you can go in there and get it anytime you feel that you might be in danger — but don’t get it to wanna kill John,” he said with a slight laugh.
“Or Lisa,” I said with a chuckle.
He burst into laughter! “Exactly! Or Lisa! Well, baby, let me get off this phone. I’ll see your beautiful self at school tomorrow.”
“Likewise, honey,” I said with a smile.
Since I was still wide awake, I thought about the fact that I was still scared about going to school tomorrow knowing that John killed Natalie, despite the fact that there were gonna be security guards roaming the halls . . . and it was all because of John. I wanted to confront him so bad about what he did to Natalie, but I didn’t wanna end up like her, which was very possible.
Another hour went by, and I was finally in a deep sleep. The chime on my phone jolted me out of it. I looked at it. There was a text . . . from an unknown sender! You should blame yourself for Natalie’s death. “What the fuck?!” I said. I immediately texted back. Who the fuck is this?! I’m NOT RESPONSIBLE for her death! Fuck you!! My hands shook as I sent it. I waited for a response . . . it never came.
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