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Chapter 56: BLAME THE POLICE!
I was stuck on the same spot where I was standing after I heard what Travis had said. It did not sink in to me in any ways. His words felt like a pile of loose sands to me, slowly falling out of hand and disappearing in the air without giving me at least a single idea of what was going on exactly. He wanted me to call the police, which I would normally do so because I was obedient when the one giving me orders was Travis, but then it’s a little off to me to call the cops without at least knowing the reason why. I just stood frozen beside him, eyes were worried where to look at, and lips were worried what to say.
After a minute or two, I finally had the gut to ask. “Why do you want me to call the police?” I doubted if I asked the right question.
Regardless, Travis still answered anyway. “It will be rude and unprofessional of me to say things to you that only police are allowed to say, Chuck. That’s why if you wan
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