|| Ian/Dean ||
"Uncle, are you going somewhere?" I asked him.
He paused and slowly turn towards me, the imposter hides behind him with a frightened look on. I smirk.
"Oh, Ian!"
"Oh, me! Are you going somewhere?"
"Yes. One of my farmhouse blew up, I have to go check what happened"
"Oh" I nod and pretend to do some thinking, I snapped my fingers as if a thought just dawned on me. "Your farmhouse? Could that be where My Phoebe was kept?"
Jeremy tensed but quickly covers it up and burst into a pretentious smile.
"Ian? What are you talking about? Are you trying to accuse your uncle or what?"
"Oh? Ok, let's stop beating around the bush! Why are you hell bent on killing my Phoebe?!"
"Ian, don't accuse people without prove" he drags out the imposter. "Isn't this your Phoebe, if I wanted
