Smelly Cat, It is Your Fault

1972 Words

Moyers “Dammit!” I assess the lock when I hear Caylee scream that it’s jammed. Quick thinking on her part. There’s a window in there to the outside of the building. I grab the guy next to me that girl shoved my way before she darted in. He’s staring at his laptop he dropped. “Call the police now!” I take off down the hall as I hear him giving the command to his phone. I start counting doors so I can know how far to run on the outside. Each room has six windows. I memorized those details in every building she went to. Soon as I hit the sidewalk I am racing around the building. I hit my phone button. “Call Ryker!” He answers quickly. “Moyers.” “Someone has Caylee trapped in a bathroom. Creative arts building, Samuels Hall. I’m headed to bust window in. Bystander calling police.” “Mother

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