Jack
I listened to the voice mail from Mitch. Making a decision I dialed him.
"Yes?"
"Hey Mitch, it's me"
"Jack? Are you ok, did you get my-"
"Yes I got your voice mail, I'm sorry about last night it just sounded too, I don't know, crazy, scary"
"Yeah, Ihad trouble believing it at first too, but with all the proof we found..."
"Speaking of Zuko I should call to apologize to him"
"Don't, Ithink his phone's dead or broke, his voice mail isn't even working. Why do you want to meet up?"
"Yeah ok, your place right? I'll just try his uncle"
"Yeah my place and I'llsee you"
I dialed Zuko's uncle Iroh.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Zuko's uncle it's Jack, his phone is off and I just wanted to talk to him"
"No problem I'llget him, Zuko! Your friend is on the phone and he would like to speak with you"
I patiently waited.
"Zuko-"
I heard the phone drop and hit the floor with a clatter.
"What going on? Mr Iroh? Are you still there?"
"I'msorry Ihave to hang up now"
The phone beeped, signaling that he did just that. With that I tried to shrug off his wierd behavior and pulled on a jacket before quickly getting down the stairs and running out the door.
Mitch
"Hey Jack, when do you think Zuko will be here?" I asked opening the door for my albino friend.
"I'm don't know, his uncle got all weird on the phone the hung up"
"That is weird" we stood in the entry way for another couple awkward moments "so, what are we gonna do"
"I was thinking getting Hiccup arrested or something, weather or not he's a serial killer he definitely seems the violent type and I'd rather see him behind bars than out there hurting other people"
"You got a plan?" I asked.
"Sort of, but I don't think you're gonna like it"
"Try me" I said.
Jack had just finished telling me his plan, which he was right about I don't like it, when my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Are you a close friend of Zuko Agni?"
"Yes" I said putting the phone on speaker.
"Was he with you last night at a sleep over?"
"Yes, why are you asking?"
"Was he acting strange, depressed?"
"Who are you and Why do you want to know?"
"because he hung himself this morning" I dropped the phone. Jack and I shared equal looks of horror. I gingerly picked up my phone, my hands shaking.
"He what?" I whispered.
"I am sorry for your loss, but we would like to question you at the police station"
"I'll be there" I said before hanging up. "Let's do this" I said, locking eyes with Jack, tears were welling up in both of our eyes. But underneath the grief was determination. We were going to end Hiccup's career.