CHAPTER TWENTY
I wiped the sweat of my forehead just as Stacey’s voice rang, it sounded like she was yelling at someone “What’s going on?” I asked Lindy as I got up, she put her lips in a thin line with a frown like she was deciding on what to do. She sighed and looked at me “Someone is looking for you” she said pointing at the thin door. I tensed as I thought of anyone who could know where I was, I wondered why they would want me whomever they were. I frowned as I looked at Lindy but she gave me the same look, I sighed and stepped out into the cold windowless building. Andy was harboring behind Stacey who stood in front of him facing some boy; he had this curly dark brown hair, and these blue eyes that seemed unreal with his dark skin. He wore some type of plain jumpsuit with a scruffy leather jacket
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