Chapter 13: Mash Potatoes

This morning I decided to it upon myself and find out the truth about Hudson Scott, I needed to find out who exactly this man is. I remembered the way to his office and I also memorized his routine. each morning, right now he would be swimming in the pool but since he has bullet wounds I'm assuming he's laying in bed.

I made sure to walk barefoot to his office to avoid making sound. I opened his office door causally while looking both ways, once I was sure no one was around I jumped inside his office closed the door.

The window curtains were closed and his desk was neatly put together, I needed to do this as fast as possible.

"If I was a blonde asshole, where would I hide my secrets?" I asked myself while walking over to his desk.

I checked all his drawers looking for anything, he had a shit ton of paper clips. My hand reached for the bottom drawer, it was tightly locked. Bingo, now I needed to find a key. I glanced up at his desk where I spotted a key hanging around a pen, that was ea