j u d y __ m.c l i f f o r d

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michael clifford _ age 24 [ seattle, washington ]

[ 6 years before ]

"hey, jude." he smiled sadly as he took out his laptop and put it on the couch.

"mikey.." she mumbled. "why are you acting weird?"

"what? im not." he lied through his teeth, giving her another fragile smile.

"i don't believe you.."

[ the present ]

..."won't you finish the story, mr. clifford?"

"not today, mr. hood. please just search for her now." he sighed, standing up from the expensive office chair.

"yes, sir." calum began. "but why wouldn't this judy girl be looking for you? from what you've told me, you were together, in love , in fact. she would be stupid not to look for you."

michael straightened his business suit and adjusted his tie. "that's not the end of the story, mr. hood. i'll come by again tomorrow to see what you've found."

"yes sir, have a good night sir."