CHAPTER 9
(HUEY'S P.O.V)
The entire neighborhood was awake now. Dogs barked while neighbors were coming out of their homes at the sound of Miss Betty von Heusen's cursing. As the alarm switched off, my thoughts fell on my Granddad. If he ever found out that I was involved in this, his ass whooping would be now until thy kingdom come. I was thankful that Riley and I no longer shared rooms, and I had locked my door, and went through the window before I met up with Jazmine.
"Having fun yet?," I whispered sarcastically to Jazmine. We were sitting leaned up against Mr. Timbern's fence. Jazmine was gasping for air from our short sprint. "Oh my God!," she managed to say. "What have we gotten ourselves into!," she whispered back. "You ready to go home now," I questioned knowing very well what her answer would be. Just as she was about to answer, her phone vibrated. "Untie Ginger, and follow her to find your next clue."
Jazmine read showing me the screen. I quickly took the phone from her, and sent a message that we weren't playing anymore. "There," I said handing her back the phone. "Will wait until everything dies down then we'll-" I began to say but paused, when her phone vibrated. "You both will untie Ginger or this goes to the police within five minutes…" Jazmine and I read puzzled.
Another message popped up. "SHIT…" I groaned as I stared in horror at the video recording Jazmine and I hiding behind Miss Betty von Heusen's car. "Where being watched!," Jazmine exclaimed in fear. "Knew there was something off about this treasure hunt…" "Oh my God Dad's going to kill me." Jazmine whispered, as she rocked back and forth in fear.
"Not unless we finish the game," I responded standing up now. "It's obvious that whoever set this game up, had this well planned and is watching us. We need to keep moving." I said nonchalantly turning to face her. "Lucky for us, where in Gingers yard. We're going to stay away from the light then untie Ginger." Jazmine finally got up nodding in agreement. We crouched under the window to avoid being seen, as we made it around the house.
"Here's the plan," I whispered to Jazmine, as I stared at the open window that stood opposite the dog house. "While I'm tryna get Ginger loose, you be the lookout." I was about to approach the doghouse, when Jazmine grabbed my right hand. "I-I don't think we should do this." She blurted out in a panic. "You know how Ginger is. She might go on a rampage, you know how she gets when she's loose. What if she makes us get caught?." "Where gonna have to risk it."
I answered ending the conversation by heading towards the doghouse. I knew Jazmine was worried, but I pretty much figured out what the creator of this hunt was planning. As I approached the doghouse quietly, on cue Ginger came bounding out. "Hey girl," I whispered, as I bent down and scratched her head. She jumped on me, almost causing me to lose my balance.
Ginger is a huge playful golden Labrador. "Stay still girl," I told her as I began to take off her collar. "Meow," suddenly a black cat appeared out of nowhere on the top of the fence.
SHIT…
Ginger immediately dropped low, and let out a growl. I should have moved faster… I immediatly tried to unfasten Ginger's collar, seeing her reaction. To my surprise, she managed to get out of my grip, and race towards the cat. "Ginger no!…," I shouted forgetting to keep my voice to a whisper. "Who's out there?," shouted as the light came on. Just as I was about to hide in the darkness, the rest of Ginger's chain got loose, as Ginger pushed forward.
The chain somehow managed to hook around my right foot making me lose my balance. I quickly attempted to get up, and untie the chain. "Huey!," Jazmine exclaimed as Ginger dragged me around the yard. Damn!... If I could just get Ginger to stop…
Ginger took a sharp right, sending me against the fence. I grunted in pain, as I felt a sharp pain erupt from my shoulder. I quickly covered my face, as Ginger ran through a large hole that was in the fence, that lead to another yard. As I was being dragged into 's open yard now, Ginger knocks down plastic table and chairs, as I barred my face again. "Ginger stop!," I shouted again, tired of being dragged around.
Man, I hated to see my back after this. Enough was enough I decided, as I used all my strength and sat up. Ignoring the burning on my butt, I managed to quickly untie my foot from the chain, as Ginger entered a bushy hedge.
