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CHAPTER 7: ANGIE THE BABYSITTER
CHAPTER 7: ANGIE THE BABYSITTER
Ten minutes after the incident at the abandoned hotel...
Angie Miller, the point of view.
Amelia is missing; that's the only thing that popped-up in my mind the moment we heard the huge explosion from the address that Amelia went.
We've been searching for her even if the authorities had just told us that they'll contact us once they got traces of bodies inside.
"Please, Ma'am, you can't just enter the premises as we're still investigating the incident."
Sir Raphael and I immediately went here to find Amelia. We found nothing but Sir Raphael's old Suzuki -- which is now a bit ragged. It has a bit of trace of scratches, too. And aside from that, pizzas and its pizza boxes scattered on the floor.
Amelia must've been there. She should have stayed here even if she's injured or something. I can tell it by watching the scenes
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- The Little Mafia Boss CHAPTER 8: DOC MELISSA
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- The Little Mafia Boss CHAPTER 4: FIVE SUV'S
- The Little Mafia Boss CHAPTER 3: EYE TO EYE
- The Little Mafia Boss CHAPTER 2: THE HATE THEY GIVE
