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Chapter 5

7:00 PM

"Look," Michael told Melody in his room, "If we are going to do this, let's plan this carefully. Keep in mind that we are going to trash a cop's house. Let's do this in a way so that can't connect this to me."

"You?" Melody asked curious.

"Keep in mind they don't know you," Michael said, "But they know me. 10 to 1 chances they are going to ask me where I was when this went down."

"Whatever, dude." Melody said. "Don't worry, Mike. This is just going to be a quick hit and run move. In and out."

"Knowing you, you're gonna want to do something else." Michael said.

"I am-"

KNOCK -KNOCK-KNOCK

"Who are those 4 kids at your door?" Melody asked.

Michael looked out his window and saw Miley, Lily, Oliver, and Jackson at his door.

"This is going to contemplate things," Michael said.

"What do they want?" Melody asked.

"I'll go see." Michael said.

"Change first!" Melody hissed.

"Why?"

"Because you look like you are going to commit a felony!" Melody said.

"Oh." Michael said looking stupid. He put on a white T-shirt. And took his hair out of it's ponytail and whispered to Melody, "Be quiet while I talk to them."

"Okay," said Melody with a look that she was going to do everything but.

"Hi, you guys." Michael said. A second later there was a boom that Michael heard from his room.

"Hey," Miley said. "We were heading down to the beach, and I wanted to see-" CRASH- "if you wanted to go with us."

"No thank you." Michael said, looking back to his room. "I am kind of tired so I am just going to stay around here."

"Okay, maybe some other time," Miley said. While they were leaving, Michael noticed that Jackson was shooting him some dirty looks. Not wanting to look intimidated, Michael stepped right up to Jackson and said to him, "Do you have a problem with me?"

Jackson, along with Miley, Lily, and Oliver seemed to be somewhat shocked at this statement.

"W-What would make you think that?" Jackson said.

"Ever since I moved out here, I noticed that out of you four, you seem to be the only one with the problem with me."

"I just wanted to know the real reason that you moved out here." Jackson said.

"Because Jackson, my brother wanted me out here, not that it is any of your business."

"Jackson!" Robby yelled from across the street.

"Coming Dad!" Jackson yelled back. Miley and the rest of her friends were already across the street. Jackson gave Michael one last look and as he turned to leave, a water balloon hot him in the back.

"That is it." Michael said and went up to his room to confront Melody. She was laying on his bed looking at TV when he came in.

"How did it go?" she asked innocently.

"You should know." Michael said, anger in his voice.

"Oh, that." Melody said softly.

"Look, keep your cool until we get ready to go do this okay?" Michael said.

"Yes, sir!" Melody said giving him a military salute.

This is going to be a long night, Michael thought.

Later that night...

They were outside of the female detective house looking at it trying to see what they can do.

"Well?" Melody said.

"I can't believe you actually defaced her house by painting Female Dog (the swear for Female dog) on her garage door." Michael said.

"I wonder what is in her house.." Melody said.

"NO." Michael said. "We are not going in -" Michael looked up and Melody was trying to jimmy the lock open.

Melody looked back and saw Michael mouthing the words "Get back here" to her. But it was to late. She had the door open and was inside. Michael looked around to make sure no one was coming and followed her.

Melody looked around the kitchen and made her way to the living room which was made of 2 couches, a table, some plants and a big screen TV. Melody saw that the table had a file with Michael's full name on it so she picked it up. Michael looked over her shoulder as she read the file's main page.

September 29

The subject Michael Christopher Harris has just moved into his brother's home in Malibu CA. After our talks with the neighbor and his son didn't give us any information, we tried to talk with the subject himself. That also didn't give us any information. He seemed the most uncooperative out of all the subjects we talked to. We might have to bring him in for questioning next time.

"That explains why Jackson keeps giving me the evil eye." Michael said.

"This woman really is a tramp." Melody said with anger in her voice. "Now what?"

"Let's just go." Michael said. Then they heard a car pull up and four doors shut. A woman said, "Hey, Mariska, what is that on your garage door?"

"Out back door." Michael whispered. As they moved out the back door, they watched as Mariska and her friends noticed the word painted on her door.

"Let's get out of here before they notice us." Melody said.

"Yeah, and back to my house." Michael said as they ran from her house.