42 I Wish that was the Bad News I Bore

*** Author's Note ***

My story is not completely linear. There will be non-linear cases like this chapter every once in a while. Stay tuned! Enjoy!

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At the haunted orchard, after unearthing the remains.

"What are we going to do about them?" Eulene pointed at the skeletons. "Do we have to get entangled with those annoying cops again?"

"Actually, no." Xavier turned westwards. "I have a plan." He turned back to Eulene. "Can you look after them? I will be back before an hour."

Eulene nodded.

Xavier disappeared from his spot and zoomed towards the town. In no time, he reached his destination.

Before him was a signboard that said 'Derbury Disabled Children's Home.' But he ignored the place and turned to the opposite direction.

There was a medium sized old house with a respectable yard and a small shack. 'Anderson Residence' was written on the white fence.