Sleep with me, Olivia

OLIVIA

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Ignoring Davion's outburst, I fearlessly approached our house with nothing but the sole purpose of getting through. I won't let them treat my father like garbage. Clinton had planned all of this. I was pretty certain that he had also arranged for the underground evidence to be brought to Court.

He might've fooled the other judges but he most definitely cannot fool me. I would go inside and see for myself where exactly the money was dug out from.

Standing in front of the yellow tape that sealed off the area, I rubbed my arms against each other to create warmth and friction as the heavy rain drenched my clothes. I shivered but refused to back down.

Reaching for the tape, I lifted it and made my way through. I glanced back at Davion to see that he was still in his car. I was grateful that he didn't follow me. It was much better this way.

I am about to march towards the front porch when I heard the blazing sound of sirens coming from afar. At first, I tried to ignore but it only g