20 CHAPTER 19
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 "I'm gonna smack your head upside down the next time I see you! Idiot!" The way Janice is yelling at the person on the receiving end of her phone call makes me rush out of the bathroom to see what all the ruckus is about.
 "Whoa! Calm down. What happened? Who head are you planning on smacking? If I didn't know any better, I'd say it's Dave."
 "And you are correct for three points. My idiot of a boyfriend thought it wise to put PB in my shoes."
 "Oh dear! Dave has done it again! How did he get your shoe?"At this point, I'm preventing myself from laughing at the look of rage Janice's face.
  "I don't even know. I saw it here yesterday, but later this morning he sent me a picture of my shoe with Peanut butter in it. By the time I'm done smacking him senseless, he won't be able to tell and eraser from a pencil anymore. That idiot will be the death of me one day!"
  I burst out laughing. I'm sorry, but I'm sure it y'all saw her face right now, you will laugh with me. She looks like she's about to explode into a thousand pieces. I almost choke when I notice the way she is glaring lasers at me.
  "What are you laughing at?!"
  "Uh... n-nothing. I'm going downstairs now." I fled from the room, not before I hear her yell, "That's right! You had better run! Humph!"
Downstairs, Tyler came up to me with a drawing.
  "Wow! That's a nice drawing. What is that, a dog?" In all honesty, I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to be looking at. He shakes his head.
   "No?! A cat then?"
   "That's not a dog or a cat, silly. It's a moose." Tyler corrects while giggling at me like I just said the funniest ever in the history of funny things.
What the! A moose?! I might be an agent, but I know my animals, or do I? Maybe I don't know my animals anymore, but that looks nothing like a moose.
  "That'sâ"Before I could say anything, I got interrupted.
  "Don't mean to poop in your party, but that looks nothing like a moose. A mutant cow, maybe but a moose, no way."
  "Mom!! Janice is being mean again!" Tyler tells on Janice to Candace.
  "Janice! Be nice."Candace scolds.
  "Well it's not my fault he wasn't blessed with the talent of drawing." Janice shrugs. I jam my elbow into Janice's side, giving her the 'not-cool-so-shut-up' face. She just sticks her tongue at me, and walks away.
Tyler motions for me to lean towards him.
"Sisters, am I right?!" He points his thumb towards Janice.
"Tell me about it." I roll my eyes at Janice's retreating back and grin at him. I high-five him before moving to the fridge. There's a lot of goodies in the fridge because Candace has a sweet tooth. I grab a Kings bite chocolate bar and head to the living room to watch a movie. I'm scanning through the channels for something to watch. When I come across Nickelodeon's Thundermans marathon, I know that I'm not getting up from the couch very soon. During my spare time I like to watch a lot of Nickelodeon. Call me childish, that's your opinion. I'm watch and laughing my heart out at some of the stupid things Max does and Billy says.
Ahhhh! Classic Thundermans!
Hate Me by Ellie Goulding & Juice WRLD (RIPđ˘) blares from my phone, interrupting my favourite show.
Whyyyyy!!!! Just when Phoebe and her family has been exposed as super heroes. This has better be important.
The caller ID proves that the call is indeed important.
"Officer Ross."
"Agent Anaise. I have some news for you. The two thugs you caught have finally spoken. They said that person who told them to attack you is a certain Brandon Carmichael." He informs
"Brandon Carmichael?!"
"Yes. Why do you seem so shocked?"
"Never mind. I'm coming to the station to ask them myself."
"Now there is no need for that."
"I'll be there in thirty minutes. Thank you." I hang up.
Brandon Carmichael?! Josh's Dad? Why would he send people after me? Is he the drug dealer? When I met him he didn't look at me suspiciously, and I didn't get any weird feeling. What is happening?
I get ready quickly to go to Officer Ross' office.
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"Thank you. Keep the change." I sprint towards the office.
"I'd like to see Officer Ross please." I say to the friendly looking secretary.
"Is he expecting you dear?" She asks.
"Yes please. Tell him that Anaise Johnson is here."
She picks up her phone and calls him. After a while, she drops the phone and indicates for me to go through.
"Hello Officer Ross."
"Hello Agent Anaise. They are this way." He leads me to a room where the two thugs are.
"Thank you. I'd like to talk to them alone."
"I don't think that is safe."
"Don't worry about me. I'll be okay. Now please leave."
"Okay then."
When Officer Ross leaves, I turn back to the two thugs.
"Who sent you? I know it wasn't Brandon Carmichael."
"I ain't speaking to you. We've already said what we have to say." Thug #1 replies.
"Speak the truth." I notice that Thug #2 keeps on looking to the side, but when I turn to where he was looking I see no one there.
"We have already said what we have to say. It is Brandon Carmichael that sent us. If you have nothing else to do then don't disturb us." Thug #2 says, clearly annoyed.
They are lying. It's obvious. But why would they blame Mr. Carmichael? Unless he has some dirt on him. I need to investigate this.
Since I saw I wasn't going to get anything else from these two morons, I spun on my heel and headed out the door. I did hear one of them sigh though. This just proves that they were lying.
"They are lying." I say to Officer Ross.
"Why do you think that?"
"Their action shows. Besides why would they confess to me so easily without a fight or making fun of me? I find it all too strange."
"Well if that's what they are saying that means that they are speaking the truth. I think you should check Brandon Carmichael."
"I will. Thank you. I'll be leaving now."
"My pleasure Agent."
Something isn't right. My instincts say there is more.
