CHAPTER 33 - TOBIAS
George texts me back a couple of times since his last update last night. Right as I am about to head out to my truck and drive to school, he texts me again.
NeighborhoodWatcher: call the authorities
4isawesome: what happened? I thought we were waiting for the right time
NeighborhoodWatcher: she won't last. call the authorities
4isawesome: where is the place? how long will it take to get there?
NeighborhoodWatcher: it's in the city. not even two hours away. sort of underground like a basement. very close to Loyola Un.
4isawesome: Loyola. u sure?
NeighborhoodWatch: yep. Jeanine Matthews has a society of smart people with her here. they test serums on people. illegal stuff that the government kills for. and they're testing a hard one on B. sorry man. shouldn't have said that.
4isawesome: thanks man. now I know what they wanted her so badly for. is she resisting the sims? she's pretty smart and stubborn
NeighborhoodWatcher: her stubbornness is actually keeping her alive right now. that girl can fight man. I'll get her out in the next 76 hours though.
4isawesome: how about earlier?
NeighborhoodWatcher: sorry. no. don't call all the authorities. just the chief and Amar. got it?
4isawesome: I understand. tell her I love her
NeighborhoodWatcher: what did I say about using me as a messenger?
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I am sitting at lunch with everyone else, eating in dead silence, when the dean of the school walks up to me. He holds a pass and hands it to me. Before turning away, he gives me a reassuring and unnecessary pat on the shoulder. I silently get up and read the pass.
Two minutes later, I arrive at the in-school police officers' office. Mr. Wagner, one of the two officers, waves me in. For someone who sits around all day eating a huge amount of candy from the tray sitting on his desk and just answering phone calls all day, he is remarkably in shape. Like, really in shape. He makes me look and feel like a toddler.
"Mr. Eaton, come sit."
I take a seat on one of the soft chairs positioned in front of his desk and dump my bag by my feet. My phone buzzes in my pocket, but I ignore it.
"I called you down here today to offer you -" he is cut short when my phone buzzes again. I give the officer an apologetic look and pull out the annoying square of glass.
NeightborhoodWatcher: did u tell the officials? we need back up fast.
NeighborhoodWatcher: jeanine wants to execute B in the next 36 hrs. Move you a** quicker if u want us to get out of here alive.
"Mr. Eaton, are you alright?" Mr. Wagner asks, concerned. I shake my head.
"How fast can you drive me and my friend Zeke to the nearest police station?"