Neal Caffery
As I walk out the door with Mozzie on front of me, I am starting to think I'm getting an evil death glare from Peter. You know, with his cheeks all red and his eyes focused on his target. Yeah, that look.
I walk into the passenger seat of my black Lamborghini. That Juels gave me for my latest birthday. I'm not allowed to drive it though, until I'm released from my anklet.
"Okay. Let's go to the Buearu and inform them who our victim is. Wait, why am I saying this. I'm driving. Ha! Lambo here I come," Peter says.
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We walk out of the elevator and see the offices of the FBI.
Peter walks to the steel railing that has glass going to the floor. He crosses his legs and bites his bottom lip, nervously.
He starts to talk,"Okay. Everyone. I have shocking news to this case. At least it's shocking to me." He starts to rub his chin and continues,"The victim is, my wife."
Everyone gasps and I just study Peter's face and he looks at me as if I'm an alien.
Diana taps me on the shoulder and starts to direct where she is taking me. Hopefully, she doesn't think I did this.
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Short chapter, again. Yes, I know.