Here's the next part like I said. Enjoy.

Lydecker Plural

Part Seventeen

(A few days later-at night)

Matt and I got our clothes back well, in Matt's case, the ones that weren't torn to shreds by the doctors cutting it away. We had to sneak out of the hospital so that no one would know that we could heal quicker than everyone else could.

Ella was a little mad that we had planned to set her up and to "get killed" even though we saved her life. If we hadn't saved her life she wouldn't have ever forgiven us actually if we hadn't saved her life she really wouldn't be with us now would she?

Logan had driven Matt's SUV down behind the hospital and waited for us to get in. That's where we were now. I open the back door and hopped in. Matt got the front passenger's seat. We rolled out of the alley and Matt drove us toward the camp.

Logan helped out with the paying thing because we were poor and had no ways of paying the bills. When we get back to camp I go and feed poor little Camouflage...she's been in that tent all by her self except for when Ella fed her and cleaned out the litter box.

When I got home I got my bike out. "See you guys later. I need some 'me' time." Said getting my leather trench coat on. I hopped onto my bike and let the engine come to life. Some time when I was driving I looked at my watch and I realized that I should go to the police station for questioning.

I sighed and road over to the head quarters. When I got there I got off my bike and went in to see my favorite cop ever. I went to the guy behind the counter to see where Jones was and it turns out that I had to go down to the left, make a right, and go strait till the end of the hall.

I did and when I got to the door I just busted on in like I owned the place. Hey, what comes around goes around.

"Hey, I'm working here!" He yelled at me when I opened the door.

"Yes, I see that." I sit down crossing my legs. I was sitting directly in front of him.

"Oh, hi Geneva."

I tried to smile but it *accidentally* came out as a smirk. Jones said that he had to go, too the person he was talking too. He hung up the phone and just looked at me.

"What?" As I said this I smiled and purposely put my gum on top of my front teeth, "Do I have something in my teeth?" I closed my mouth and removed my gum.

"Charming." He paused. "Now, what were you doing trying to catch him? You're only a child."

"I may be a child but I'm stronger than you are aren't I? I got him didn't I? I'm not hurt am I?"

"No, yes, and no."

"That's bull. It should be 'yes, yes, and no. Cause I am. Did you know that I'm the strongest person in the world? Well except for Zack, Matt and Max, they were always stronger than me..." I trailed off unintentionally.

"Who are these men you're talking about?"

"Men? Max is a girl. And that's classified. Stick to the story Jones."

"Fine, what happened?"

"Okay, after the murder, a friend of mine looked at all the old news papers and found this guy that had been in Canada, Mexico and now the US. He would go along and kill in a rhythmic pattern until authorities shut down the campgrounds, then he would move onto the next small unsuspecting campground. We figured out the pattern, set my friend up as bait and I waited up in a tree for him to come and get my friend-"

"How did you know when he was going to come and get her and how did you know where he was going to strike next?"

"Really, you need to do more research. He would strike at campground thirty then go by twos. Every other night he would move to every other campground."

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Okay, that's all for one day but as soon as I see some replies I'll post two more chapters. The next few chapters are shorter than normal. So tell me what you thought and as soon as I see replies and have time to post I will.