Emily lier !(2)

Where do you want to go?" Robin asked her.

" Home, I need to think." Owen answered with her eyes closed, trying to recollect some memories, but then she stumbled upon one ... The man who was shot dead had a tattoo on his arm and Emily has that same tattoo on her neck . ' wait, it can just be a coincidence...but how many coincidence. First the house now the tattoo, could it be that Emily might be among this kidnapping case.No, Owen shake it off '

" Why are you driving my car?" She asked trying to divert her attention.

" You told me to and by the way you are too young to drive a car" Robin answered.

" Oh, shut up old man" Owen retorted.

"Why do you like calling me that?" Robin asked this time with a frown .

" It's because I want to and by way you like an old man " Owen said .

" You know that I am also a trainee too and also I'm just nineteen going to twenty" Robin pointed out .

" Noway, you senior me with only one years. And here I thought you were at least thirty- three years old or fifth- seven years old" Owen said sarcastically.

"Fifth-seven!,Seriously do I look that old man ." Robin exclaimed while touching his face with his left hands .

" No , it was a joke. You look young and handsome" Owen complimented him with a smile.

" Thanks" Robin said.

" For what ?" Owen asked confused.

" For being my friend and also for still looking beautiful ." Robin answered, Owen blushed a little before telling Robin " Stop here"

" Are'nt you going home?" Robin asked as he parked the car in front of the house.

" We moved" she told him as she climbed down from the car. He did the same, as he threw the car keys towards her which she caught it . Then he walked away , when Owen walked into the house the first thing she did was to search about Ben Flin, Her so called father .