A/N- Well, as I make this speech, I can almost hear the echo in the room. I'm feeling neglected with the lack of reviews. ;) Nah, it's ok. I understand people are busy. School sucks, but at least I'm done for another semester. :)

Anyways, here is the final installment of Haunted Truths. I'm done with this one. It was fun to write, but it had to end somewhere.

So, this final chapter goes out to all those people who actually stuck with me through my droughts of little writing. ;) And especially Aimee who made sure I finished it. :) I hope you've all liked reading this, and well, enjoy the final chapter.

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One Week Later:

"You're never going to get away with this you know."

Jondy leaned out of the driver's side window of her recently 'acquired' silver BMW. "Hey. All I have to do is get out of the city, and this car is officially mine."

Max and Logan just shook their heads.

Max looked the car over and nodded approvingly. "Girl, I hate to say it, but I have to admit this is a sweet ride."

Jondy grinned. "You're tellin' me! Why do you think I swung with this one? It's totally my stilo!"

Logan grinned at her. "I'll have to agree with you on that one for sure."

Max looked at Logan as he talked to her sister and then turned to Jondy as well. "So what happened to Zack?"

Jondy shrugged. "I don't know, and frankly I don't care because, well, I have a new car!" Jondy gripped the steering wheel and bounced up and down in her seat to a beat that could only be heard by her.

Max and Logan laughed, and took turns leaning in to give Jondy a hug. "You take care baby sister."

"Of course!" Jondy looked down the road ahead of her. "But, if you two don't mind, I'm gonna blaze."

Max chuckled. "Aiight girl, but you gotta come visit."

"I wouldn't miss Logan's cooking for the world." Jondy looked up at Logan and smiled. "See ya babe." Jondy cranked the music in her car, and the heavy beats of the pre-pulse rapper Eve, could be heard for several blocks before they faded.

Max and Logan watched after Jondy for awhile and then began to walk down the street holding hands. Logan smiled as he thought over the last few days, but was brought out of his thoughts with Max's voice.

"Oh my god."

"What?"

Max pointed towards a couple who were making out in the middle of the street. "Look at those kids. They've only got to be like 13 or 14. They're not old enough to be doing that."

Logan looked at the couple in the street, and then looked over at Max. "True, but a good idea, is a good idea."

Max turned to look at Logan, confusion marring her face. Realization dawned however, when Logan roughly shoved her up against a car. She looked up at him and smiled.

Logan bent down and captured Max's mouth with his own. Soon, his hands were roaming, much as the hands of the male in the middle of the street were doing. Both he and Max completely forgot about the world around them until they heard someone shout behind them.

"Hey you two! Why don't you get a room! None of us need to be seein' that in the middle of the day!"

Max pulled away from Logan's mouth, and laid her forehead on his shoulder. Then suddenly she tensed as she looked up.

Logan carefully turned around to see what had gotten into Max. He too tensed when he saw the raised eyebrows on the couple's faces that were standing in front of him. "Cindy.....Kendra.....how're you two girls doing today?"

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Agent Travers quickly locked the door behind him, and turned each one of the five deadlocks in their place. He then ran over to the window, drew the blinds, and closed the curtains. He only turned on one light in the entire room, and then slowly walked to the bed. He sat down on it and began to giggle. Soon, his giggles turned into laughs. Looking down at the file in his hands, he realized that he would never have to worry about money again. He would never have to worry about finding another job, or having to live in the depression that was America. He could flee the country, and no one would ever come looking for him. He was safe, and it was all because of the file that he held in his hands. The file that was worth millions to thousands of people, and no one knew about it except him. Joshua may have presented a problem, but her being locked up in the mental ward where no one believed her was a fortuitous situation. Travers could never have predicted her addiction to LSD, and when her supplier had given her the wrong pills, her body went into serious withdraw, and will more than likely kill her. Going cold turkey with that kind of addiction doesn't exactly work all that well. Travers smiled once again at his good fortune and brushed his hand over the closed file. He slid a finger between the folds, opened it up and a warmth filled his body as he read the first line.

This file contains all known information about the life and family of Logan Cale, AKA Eyes Only.

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