But there is one last thing I need to take care of before I leave town.
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I pulled into the driveway of the house that looked like it should be condemned and turned off my bike. I was sure he heard me coming. I didn't care. Isaiah has always been too arrogant for his own good. It wasn't even that hard to find him. He wasn't hiding at all. Because he thinks he's king for some fu.cking reason.
Today he learns that he's nothing more than the jester.
I didn't bother knocking. It's not like they would hear me with the music they have blaring anyway. But the door was locked. So, I kicked it in. An awful stench of burnt plastic and a.ss immediately hit my nose. I gagged as I stepped inside. It was dark, and the lights wouldn't turn on. The walls are bare and stain
